One man's meat is another man's poison
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One man's gain can be another man's loss
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I'm travelling down the lonely highway
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'Cos a rolling stone don't gather no moss
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Once I thought I could live the kind of life I wanted
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But the wayward wind made me restless and a fool of me
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'Cos I thought I could settle for the nine to five life
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Well I guess it just was never meant to be
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Now people talk and they speculate about what other people would do
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But they can't put themselves within my shoes
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It used to be my life, now it's become my story
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I'm heading down this highway with those blues
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Well I'd love to see the sun setting on the riverside
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Just to go back home and I want to settle down
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Well I have to pay the devil for my music
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Why I have to keep on with this roaming around
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Have to pay the devil for my music
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Keep on rolling from town to town
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Have to pay the devil for to play my music
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Pay the Devil
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| Van Morrison |
