When I first came to town
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All the people gathered round
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They bought me drinks
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Lord, how they quickly changed their tune
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When I first came to town
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People took me round from end to end
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Like someone may take round a friend
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O how quickly they changed their tune
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Suspicion and dark murmurs surround me
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Everywhere I go they confound me
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As though the blood on my hands
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Is there for every citizen to see
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O sweet Jesus
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There is no turning back
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There is always one more town
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A little further down the track
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And from my window, across the tracks
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I watch the juicers burn their fires
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And in that light
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Their faces leer at me
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How I wish they'd just let me be
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When I first came to town
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Their favours were for free
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Now even the doors of the whores of this town
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Are closed to me
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I search the mirror
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And I try to see
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Why the people of this town
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Have washed their hands of me
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O sweet Jesus
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There is no turning back
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There is always one more town
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A little further down the track
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O lord, every god-damn turn I take
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I fear the noose, I fear the stake
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For there is no bone
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They did not break
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In all the towns I've been before
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Well those that sin against me are snuffed out
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I know from every day that I live
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God-damn the day that I was born
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The night that forced me from the womb
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And god-damn this town
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For I am leaving now
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But one day I will return
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And the people of this town will surely see
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Just how quickly the tables turn
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O sweet Jesus
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This really is the end
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There is always one more town
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A little further round the end
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When I First Came To Town
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| Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds |
