Selling papers on the corner,
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I saw a man yesterday.
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I asked him if he'd wanna
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Tell me what made him this way.
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He said, when it's born, it's warm,
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Then it gathers strength in lies,
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When it falls, it falls all over you.
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He used to pick his friends.
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They left him in the end.
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An easy thing to lose,
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The right to pick and choose.
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When it's born, it's warm,
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Then it gathers strength in lies,
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When it falls, it falls all over you.
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He said he left his wife,
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The back-bone of his life.
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Another came along,
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But now I guess she's gone.
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When it's born, it's warm,
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Then it gathers strength in lies,
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When it falls, it falls all over you.
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I think I used to see
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That old man on TV,
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Can you be the same?
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It seems like such a shame.
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When it's born, it's warm,
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Then it gathers strength in lies,
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When it falls, it falls all over you.
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The world he thought he knew,
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Has better things to do.
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As I went on my way
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I thought I heard him say:
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When it's born, it's warm,
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Then it gathers strength in lies,
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When it falls, it falls all over you.
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Extra, Extra
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Neil Young |