There's a moon rising slowly through the trees
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There's a moon shining bright upon my feet
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And tonight the dogs are coming to capture me
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Now I'm standing in the wake of forty years
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And from this prison I have broken free and clear
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And I'm praying that the morning won't catch me here
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I want to live like a kid with holes in his boots
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I want to climb like a child in a tree
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I want to love like the man with nothing to lose
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I want to die with my heart on my sleeve
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I'll forget about the things that I have done
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I'll forget about the years out on the run
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And dream of every woman I've ever loved
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Cause I know I was not the only guilty man
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Just the one who worked the blood on his hands
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And tonight I'm gonna find me a second chance
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I wanna live like a kid with holes in his boots
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I wanna climb like a child in a tree
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I wanna love like the man with nothing to lose
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And die with my heart on my sleeve
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Now the moon has risen straight across the sky
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Better move along cause they ain't far behind
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Come morning I'll be crossing the next state line
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And I will walk upon the land that I will own
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And I will build a place that I can call my home
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And I'll still be singing when I get old
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I wanna live like a kid with holes in his boots
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I wanna climb like a child in a tree
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I wanna love like the man with nothing to lose
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And die with my heart on my sleeve
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I wanna live like a kid with holes in his boots
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I wanna climb like a child in a tree
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I wanna love like the man with nothing to lose
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And die with my heart on my sleeve
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And die with my heart on my sleeve
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Full Moon Song
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Peter Bradley Adams |