Oh! My love my darling young son
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All we need is a hungry council
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Clean living it's all here in your home
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Wouldn't it be nice to get away. Shout!
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Morning how are you today, my hands are blazing
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My arms are broken
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I looked you up, I read your book
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I held you up, I kept you good
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I guess I didn't really take a look
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I guess I'm your man
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Oh! My love be quiet and be quick
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I found a house to live (keep out the weather)
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I'm blind and I'm sick
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I heard the sound of thunder
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In the place where all the poets sing
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I couldn't get out, I couldn't get in
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I'm hearing you, I'm hearing you
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I looked up, I found God (love)
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I couldn't see I'll soon be 33
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I guess I didn't really want to see
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I guess I'm your man
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Oh Lord I feel my footsteps go on
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All we need is a loving council to keep living
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And I'll keep moving on ?I'll keep my guard
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And (Buy) another farm find a hospital
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To fix a broken arm Be a pedigree
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On a higher ground ?come with me come with me
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I've been run on, been walked on, been spat on, been whispered to
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I guess I didn't mean to hurt you
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I too often try not to think about it, build myself a ship and then
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Destroy it?I always have to check
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To see if I'm still breathing
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Oh! My love My darling young son
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Go rest your weary head
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And I will pray for good to come
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Wouldn't it be nice to get away
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Shout (good) morning how are you today
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My hands are blazing my arms are broken
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I took you up, I read your book
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I looked you up, I kept you good
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I guess I didn't really take a look
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I guess I'm your man
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I guess I'm your man
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The Blonde Waltz
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Charlatans UK |