Spoken like a young man
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Trying to get himself on the wheel
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My feet are forwards
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But I think I'm going backwards up still
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So far away from you
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I called my brothers on the phone
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Just to say goodbye
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'Cause I don't need another reason
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Not to survive on my own
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I'm moving on from here
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Then I realize
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That I'll be on my own tonight
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Shadows fold out like
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Blankets on the ground
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Run, run, rabbit run
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Just don't get caught out
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By the farmer and his gun
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Well, hide, hide, rabbit hide
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It's best to lose yourself
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Before you ever lose your pride
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Spoken like a true man
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Trying to make his way through the fields
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My back is heavy
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And my heart is feeling empty but still
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I'm so far away from you
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There's no use complaining to myself
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I made these shoes to walk in
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And they'll walk until the end
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Then I realize
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That I will dream of you tonight
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Shadows fold out like
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Blankets on the ground
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Run, run, rabbit run
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Just don't get caught out
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By the farmer and his gun
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Well, hide, hide, rabbit hide
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It's best to lose yourself
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Before you ever lose your pride
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Then I realize
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That I will dream of you tonight
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Shadows fold out like
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Blankets on the ground
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Just run, run, rabbit run
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Just don't get caught out
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By the farmer and his gun
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Well, hide, hide, rabbit hide
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It's best to lose yourself
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Before you ever lose your pride
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Just never lose your pride
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Just never lose your pride
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Oh, never lose your pride
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Farmer & His Gun
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| Charlie Simpson |
