I'm gonna move to Newlyn
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Find the light inside of me
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Sail the Irish sea to Dublin
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What will life ever make of me?
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I see the kids play in the street
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In their world so happily
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My cousin Rick he still believes
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There's a world he's yet to see
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Carry on or fade away
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Eventually there comes a day
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We all see we are the same
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With different things we choose to say
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But what will you say?
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I'm gonna hitch up to Glasgow
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Learn the tricks I ought to know
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An open book is still a mystery
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So what will life ever make of me?
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I see the kids play in the street
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In their world so happily
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My cousin Rick he still believes
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There's a world he's yet to see
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Carry on or fade away
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Eventually there comes a day
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We all see we are the same
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With different things we choose to say
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But what will you say?
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Over and down though hills and towns
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In sunshine and in rain
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No holding back, relif in that
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I'll never feel the same
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I'll go my own way
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I see the kids play in the street
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In their world so happily
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My cousin Rick he still believes
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There's a world he's yet to see
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Carry on or fade away
|
Eventually there comes a day
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We all see we are the same
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With different things we choose to say
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But what will you say?
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Move To Newlyn
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| The Subways |
