lyrics/music - Mimi Fariña
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In the quiet morning
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there was much despair
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and in the hours that followed
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no one could repair
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That poor girl
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tossed by the tides of misfortune
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Barely here to tell her tale
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Rolled in on a sea of disaster
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Rolled out on a mainline rail
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She once walked tight by my side
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I'm sure she walked by you
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Her striding steps could not deny
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Torment from a child who knew
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That in the quiet morning
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there would be despair
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and in the hour that followed
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no one could repair
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That poor girl
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she cried out her song so loud
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it was heard the whole world round
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[ A symphony of violence
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The great southwest unbound ]
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In the quiet morning
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there was much despair
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and in the hour that followed
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no one could repair
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That poor girl
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tossed by the tides of misfortune
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Barely here to tell her tale
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Rolled in on a sea of disaster
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Rolled out on a mainline rail
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In The Quiet Morning
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| 10000 Maniacs |
