Out on the moor he met his lover, in the wet grass up to her knees.
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And there he swore he loved no other, then he came running home to me.
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And will she cry all night? And will she cry all day?
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And will she cry all night? Just for the one who went away?
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Out on the moor shes waiting for him
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Shes like a wolf under the moon.
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And I am sighing here beside him.
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Hes right behind me lying spoons.
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And will she cry all night? And will she cry all day?
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And will she cry all night? Just for the one who went away?
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Oooo, Oooo
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She is an early morning silhouette.
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Against a slowly rising sun.
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Shes walking home and all her clothes are wet.
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And she is frozen to the bone.
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And will she cry all night? And will she cry all day?
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And will she cry all night? Just for the one who went away?
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Oooo, Oooo
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I crept away while he was sleeping.
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I took my bag and left our home.
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When he awakes hell look for me.
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And hell find himself there all alone.
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And will he cry all night? And will he cry all day?
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And will he cry all night? Just for the one who went away?
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The One Who Went Away
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| Edie Brickell & New Bohemians |
