Alone with my guitar
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Living on a mountain
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Far away
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I saw girl
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Gypsy woman deepest in the world
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When she moved it was a dance
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We hid ourselves
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And I had no chance
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For the treasure of the oneness
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That like sand becomes a diamond
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Before the wind
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And while I changed my strings
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A rocky mountain woman
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Came to town to sing
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Took my heart and ran
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When she bade me follow
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I just took her hand
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I began my journey to the east
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A country boy searching for my peace
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In the treasure of the oneness
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That like sand becomes a diamond
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Before the wind
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I sit in deep reflection
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There are no answers
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To my questions
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Where did they go
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And which one took my heart
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Which one took my soul
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I may never see it clearly there comes another
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Now she turns to beckon me with the Devil's key
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The treasure of the oneness
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Then becomes sand and there lies naked
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Before the wind
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Treasure [Take One]
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Stephen Stills |