(Winwood/Capaldi)
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'Till I found out, where will I go, where will I go
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I don't know, I don't know, I don't know where
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The space is between my eyes
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Open up the heavenly sky
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Death awaits with pearly gates
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Those who've been mesmerized
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Many a year has come and gone
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Went to see a standing stone
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Some in circles, some alone
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Ancient, worn and weather torn
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They chill me to my very bone
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Many of these can be seen
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In quiet places, fields of green
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Of hedgerow lanes with countless names
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But the only thing that remains are the roll right stones
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Space age before my eyes
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Opening up the skies
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Death awaits with pearly gates
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For those who've been mesmerized
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Many a years has come and gone
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But progress marches slowly on
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In nature's paint, she hides the stain
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'Cos everybody is going insane
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The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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'Till I found out, where will I go, where will I go
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I don't know, I don't know, I don't know where
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The space is between my eyes
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Open up the heavenly skies
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Death awaits with pearly gates
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Those who've been mesmerized
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Many a years has come and gone
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Went to see an ancient mound
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People buried underground
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Long ago, we'll never know
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What it was like to hear their sounds
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Rock and Roll you can hear
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You've see the sights of yesteryear
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You steal the grain of conquered plain
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But the only thing that remains are the roll right stones
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Space age before my eyes
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Opening up the skies
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Death awaits with pearly gates
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Those who've been mesmerized
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Many a years have come and gone
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But progress marches slowly on
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In nature's paint, she hides the stain
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'Cos everybody is a going insane
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The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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Space age before my eyes
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Opening up the skies
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and Death awaits with pearly gates
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For those who've been mesmerized
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Many a year has come and gone
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But progress marches slowly on
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In nature's paint, she hides the stain
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'Cos everybody is going insane
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The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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roll right stones
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All rights on behalf of F.S. Music Ltd. admin by
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Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp (BMI)
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