| Where are my boys?
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| They are in deepest water
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| Where are they now?
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| They are over the hill and far away
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| But they are broken men who lie low
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| Waiting for miracles
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| Old men of rock and roll
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| Came bearing music
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| Where are they now?
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| They are over the hill and far away
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| But they’re still gonna play guitars
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| On dead strings, and old drums
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| They’ll play and play to pass the time
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| The old wild men
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| Old wild men
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| Old wild men, waiting for miracles
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| Lord have mercy upon the many
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| Lord have mercy upon the few
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| Lord have mercy upon the many
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| Lord have mercy on me and on you |