I'm out of my mind
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On John Barleycorn
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He's such a physician
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His fingers are warm
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Of my inhibitions
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I have been shorn
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And I'm gone, gone, gone
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All of my fear
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And most of my pain
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Ran hand in hand to
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Catch the last train
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From Waverley station
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And while I remain
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I'm still gone, gone, gone
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Ah whisky head
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You're mine to take to bed
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Ah whisky head
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Young women and men
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Please listen to me
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They tell you that drinking
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Can't set you free
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Well here I am standing
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And I disagree
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a¢æ?Cause I'm gone, gone, gone
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I'm out of my mind
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On John Barleycorn
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He's such a physician
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His fingers are warm
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Of my inhibitions
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I have been shorn
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And I'm gone, gone gone
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Gone...gonea¢æ|gone
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Gone...gonea¢æ|gone
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Aaaaaaahhhhh
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I'm Gone
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The Proclaimers |