| Bad news, bad news, come to me where I sleep
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| Sayin' one of my friends is in trouble deep
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my ears
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| Joliet prison for ninety-nine years
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| A crash on the highway
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| threw a car into a field
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| There were four people killed
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| And he was at the wheel
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| But I knew him as well
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| As I know my own self
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| And he wouldn’t harm a life
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| That belonged to someone else
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| That may be so said the judge
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| From the side of his mouth
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| But the witness who saw it He left little doubt
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| He may, he may have
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| A sentence to server
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| But ninety-nine years
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| He just does not deserve
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| A sentence, it is passed
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| And it can not be repealed
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| But he ain’t no criminal
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| And his crime it is none
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| And what happened to him
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| Could have happened to anyone
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| At that the judge jumped forward
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| And his face it did freeze
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| Sayin' would you kindly leave
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| My office now please
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| I squinted my eyes and I stood up slow
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| With no other choice except for me to go
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| I walked down the hall
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| And I heard his door slam
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| I walked down the stairs
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| But I did not understand
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| Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
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| And I played my guitar
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| Through the night and through the day
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| Turn, turn, turn again
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| But the only tune
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| That my guitar would play was oh how cruel
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| The Wind and the rain |