(Ian Hunter)
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Sometimes you realize
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that there is an end to life.
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Yesterday I heard them say
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a hero's blown away.
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And it's so hard to lose
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someone who's close to you.
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Oh me, I did not see
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the danger every day.
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But music's something in the air,
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so he can play it anywhere.
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Old records never die.
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Get you're healing from a song,
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just when everything goes wrong.
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Play it right
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through the night
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till morning brings you light.
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And if some folk laugh at you
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Let 'em all laugh they never knew.
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Oh all those scenes, to me it seems
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some folk never dream.
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??, I feel a force
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rebel with some other cause.
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Old records never die.
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Old records never die.
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You can watch the waves roll by.
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You can see it in their eyes.
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Old records never die.
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Old records never die.
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You can watch the waves roll by.
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??
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Old records never die.
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I can hear you
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and I know why
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old records never die.
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Old Records Never Die
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Ian Hunter |