| When I saw you in the garden of Gethsemanie
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| Drunk when you realized the plan
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| You fell into the arms of Mary Magdalene
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| Stain of stigmata on your hands
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| When the sky fell down on Calvary
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| I saw the light shining in your eyes, yeah
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| 'cause you and me baby
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| We were born ten thousand years ago, yeah
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| Yeah now, and I know it sounds crazy, but we got ten thousand more to go, yeah
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| And then we followed behind the sisters to La Hagera
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| Saw Ramos kiss like a Judas on the wire
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| When they cut his hair and they laid him out like Jesus
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| I know October sixty-seven John Lennon lied
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| Seargent Pepper could not help us, no
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| When the flowers died, I realized, yeah
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| That you and me baby
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| We were born ten thousand years ago, yeah
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| Yeah now, and I know it sounds crazy, but we got ten thousand more to go, yeah
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| Oh I don’t hear it now, yeah
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| And in twenty-one twenty-nine we gonna meet in a cantina in Carletta
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| I’m gonna put Bessie Smith on the jukebox all night long
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| When the Spanish sun comes up on our empty cups
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| I’m gonna take you dancin deep down into the dawn
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| And one bright mornin when we meet Saint peter, yeah
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| I ain’t gonna give a damn if he dont let us in
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| 'cause you and me baby
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| We were born ten thousand years ago, yeah
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| Yeah now
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| And I know it sounds crazy, but we got ten thousand more to go, yeah
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| Robert Johnson knew your name
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| Short for Billy Holiday
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| Put the barricades in nineteen sixty eight
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| 'cause you knew the man who shot JFK
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| Lenin gonna love it
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| Lord I heard the news
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| Just the Basilicas fear the Jews
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| There will be another curse on the passage of guilt
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| Steve Lawrence sang the blues, yeah
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| You and me baby
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| We were born ten thousand years ago, yeah
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| Yeah now
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| And I know it sounds crazy, but we got ten thousand more to go
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| I don’t hear it now, yeah |