| Telephones and post cards
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| I called you from the lobby bar on Tuesday
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| How’s the okra coming up?
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| And boy, I wish I had me some
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| Save me a plate
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| Yeah, I’ve been sleeping alright
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| I get a couple days in July
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| Kiss Dad for me, I love you both, goodnight
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| Sparrow
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| Oh, it wouldn’t trade nothing for the way it feels to fly
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| It ain’t fair though
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| How you miss the ground when you’re out here in the sky
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| Higher than you’ve ever been
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| Lonely like you never been
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| Waiting on the wind to take you home
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| Hard rain over Fayetteville
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| Jack and Coke, a sleeping pill
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| Living the dream
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| Thirty thousand feet down there
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| You’re waking daddy up in his chair
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| And cutting the lights and locking the door and saying a prayer
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| For a sparrow
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| Who wouldn’t trade nothing for the way it feels to fly
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| It ain’t fair though
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| How you miss the ground when you’re out here in the sky
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| You’re higher than you’ve ever been
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| Lonely like you never been
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| Waiting on the wind to take you home
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| Higher than you’ve ever been
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| Lonely like you never been
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| Waiting on the wind to take you home
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| Sparrow
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| Sparrow
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| Sparrow
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| Sparrow
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| Sparrow |