| Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon,
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| Is there somethin' on your mind?
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| You’ve gone and sold all your belongings,
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| Is that something in your eye?
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| Well, I know you really never
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| Liked the way it all goes down;
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| Go on, hideaway.
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| What’s that you say?
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| We’re all bound for the graveyard;
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| Oooh, I wish you well.
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| Think it’s gonna rain,
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| Oh, what’s the diff’rence,
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| Is there some way I can help?
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| 'cause you know, I’m gonna miss you
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| When you’re gone, oh, lord,
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| Wish I could hideaway
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| Hold on, give yourself a chance,
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| I can hear the leavin' train.
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| All aboard! |
| goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
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| Oooh, I wish you well.
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| See you soon, maybe tomorrow.
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| You can never tell;
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| «cause you know, I’m gonna miss you
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| When you’re gone, oh,
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| Wish I could hideaway
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| Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway.
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| Hideaway, hideaway,
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| Hideaway, hideaway. |