| Well it’s old wood
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| Oh this place could haunt you
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| If only I could stay
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| Not only I could say
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| That it shook the clothes
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| From my tired bones
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| Well this place is a book of matches
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| Whole world knows to keep away
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| When the hour was breaking
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| On the hour was good
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| And the money you’re making
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| On the money was good
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| But it broke your spirit
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| Oh it broke you down
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| And now you’re dying to leave it
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| Destined to live not leaving this town
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| Aw baby won’t you roll back round
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| Nothing ain’t forgiven on this holy ground
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| When this good-old fire don’t make no smoke, no sound
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| Oh you can breathe in now
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| Won’t you say you do
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| Like I say I do
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| Would you hold me baby like it’s all OK
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| I’ll pretend I never even heard you say
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| Well the river was twisting
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| Like a river it should
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| Over time that we’re missing
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| What the river it took
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| Well it washed our children
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| It wash our hands
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| Remember the blood here
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| Remember the blood that ran from the land
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| Aw baby won’t you roll back round
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| Nothing ain’t forgiven on this holy ground
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| When this good-old fire don’t make no smoke, no sound
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| Oh you can breathe in now
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| Won’t you say you do
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| Like I say I do
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| Would you hold me baby like it’s all OK
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| Would you hold me baby like it’s all OK
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| It’s all OK
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| I will love you
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| Til the day I don’t
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| I will want you
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| Til the day I won’t
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| But If I don’t need you
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| Til the day I’m gone
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| I just hope that day don’t come
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| I just hope I’m wrong
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| I hope it come
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| I just hope it don’t come
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| I just hope it don’t
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| Don’t come
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| I just hope it don’t |