(Dylan)
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Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby,
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Can't buy a thrill.
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Well, I've been up all night, baby,
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Leanin' on the window sill.
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Well, if I die
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On top of the hill
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And if I don't make it,
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You know my baby will.
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Don't the moon look good, mama,
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Shinin' through the trees?
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Don't the brakeman look good, mama,
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Flagging down the "Double E"?
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Don't the sun look good
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Goin' down over the sea?
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Don't my gal look fine
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When she's comin' after me?
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Now the wintertime is coming,
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The windows are filled with frost.
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I went to tell everybody,
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But I could not get across.
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Well, I wanna be your lover, baby,
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I don't wanna be your boss.
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Don't say I never warned you
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When your train gets lost.
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It Takes A Lot To Laugh
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| The Rolling Stones |
