There's a man in the woods upon that hill
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With a rope in his hands, with a will to kill some time:
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To kill his only thing!
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The thing that kept him moving on
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In a life that was moving towards its end
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From the beginning anyway...
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The day is hot - He's so cold
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He is too young - But feels so old
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And far from being beautiful and bold!
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Help - There ain't none for him
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He's lost and he is done with it forever and for good
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Made up his mind, oh yes!
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Black soul - Blue skies
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Cold sweat and dead inside
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A wrong man in a big bad land
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Where many a good man failed
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There's a man in the woods upon that hill
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Determined to be doing the right thing
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He's got a mission to fulfill now!
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'Cos everyone's got the right to be a sucker once or twice
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But this here man has lost his count so long a go!
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That same ol' shit from day to day
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What purpose does he have to stay here
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Struggling one more day?
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Well, get away...get away...
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Them flies all buzzing round his neck
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And sweat is running down like hell
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While the sun is shining hotter than in ages!
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Black soul - Blue skies
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Cold sweat and dead inside
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A wrong man in a big bad land
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Where many a good man failed
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He goes alone... He goes by his own way...
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All alone in this vast land
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Where many a good man failed
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Now there's a man in the woods...just swinging in the rain
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They found him just today...
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And noone seems to know his name or his face...
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Black soul - Blue skies
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Cold sweat and dead inside
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Just a man in a big bad land
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Where many a good man failed
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They go alone...From cradle to their graves...
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Every day in this vast land
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Where many a good man failed
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Many A Good Man
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The Black League |