Oh John, oh John, oh John
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Never lose the memory of April twenty-six
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Your hands designed my body
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You autographed my hip
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I lost all my worry
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I lost all sense of time
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My fears evaporated
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When you held me in your oh my god and
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Oh John, in a New York hotel room
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In a truck off the back road
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Southwest of Chicago
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Oh John, in a New England fairground
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on a lawn in the backyard
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in a town in Colorado, oh
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Oh John, oh John, oh John
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Saturate my consciousness with sweet elixir wine
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Your body is the chalice your spirit is the vine
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I lose all my worry
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I lose all sense of time
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My fears evaporate
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When you hold me in your oh my god and
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Chorus
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And everytime I see the ocean you're there
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And everytime I see the forest you're on my mind
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In my life, flooding me with memories like
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Chorus
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Oh John
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| Paula Cole |
