Two packs of cigarettes a day
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The strongest whiskey
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Kentucky can make
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That's a recipe to put a vagabond
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On his hands and knees
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I watched it all up close,
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I knew him more than most
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I saw a side of him he never showed
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Full of sympathy for a world that
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Wouldn't let him be
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That's the man he was,
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Have you heard enough?
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[Chorus]
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What a shame, what a shame,
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To judge a life that you can't change
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The choir sings, the church bells ring
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So, won't you give this man his wings?
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What a shame to have to beg you to
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See we're not all the same
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What a shame
|
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There's a hard life for every silver spoon
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There's a touch of grey for every shade
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Of blue
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That's the way that I see life
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If there was nothing wrong,
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Then there'd be nothing right
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And for this working man they say could
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Barely stand
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There's gotta be a better place to land
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Some kind of remedy for a world that
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Wouldn't let him be
|
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That's the man he was,
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Have you heard enough?
|
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[Chorus]
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What a shame, what a shame,
|
To judge a life that you can't change
|
The choir sings, the church bells ring
|
So, won't you give this man his wings?
|
What a shame to have to beg you to
|
See we're not all the same
|
What a shame
|
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God forgive the hands that laid you down
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They never knew how much a broken heart can break the sound and change the season
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Now the leaves are falling faster,
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Happily ever after
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You gave me hope through your endeavors
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And now you will live forever
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[Chorus]
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What a shame, what a shame,
|
To judge a life that you can't change
|
The choir sings, the church bells ring
|
So, won't you give this man his wings?
|
What a shame to have to beg you to
|
See we're not all the same
|
What a shame, what a shame
|
'Cause we're not all the same
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What a shame, what a shame
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'Cause we're not all the same
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What A Shame
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| Shinedown |
