I was walking out the road when I heard the noise behind me
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And I saw them standing there one two three
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And I knew that I was shagged I did not think they could find me
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And the hate was on their faces plain to see
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Well it's great to see you lads
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It's a long time since I robbed you
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Did you miss the hundred pounds I took that day
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And I reached inside my coat and I read them my prescription
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and I laughed at how they turned and ran away
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These are the things I will always remember
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They have seen me through hatred and pain
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They kept me warm in the dark of December
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When the light has gone they still remain
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It was long so long ago on a stormy night she left me
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At the time it seemed so brutal and so tough
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I saw her the other day with her husband and ten kids
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And I thought she had turned out to be sorta rough
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One fine day when I was young and I left home for the first time
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And it felt as if my life had begun
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My old father grabbed my hand I can still recall his words
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He said be sure to never trust a hippy son
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When the sun goes down I won't surrender to despair and moan
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I will sustain it anytime of year June or September
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When the light has gone they still remain.
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Always Remember
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Blood Or Whiskey |