I just came to smell the flowers here in someone's darkest hour
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I don't even know the one they've laid to rest
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But anywhere there's a crowd and anywhere they're cryin' loud
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Just seems to be the place I love the best
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Surrounded by the blues in a place that losers choose
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Where one smile cost at least a million tears
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Look into my past in the bottom of a glass
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The only place I've looked in many years
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Now the ground don't seem so very low when you're down about as far as you can go
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And it's pretty hard to smile while the whole world laugh in your face
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And with no will left to live the world moves fast where you lie still
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Too weak to stand and just not enough woman to join the race
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So I just came to smell the flowers...
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I Just Came To Smell The Flowers
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| Norma Jean |
