| The sun shines down on a South Dakota morning
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| And I can see their faces in my eyes
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| I wish they were behind me
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| My enemy can find me
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| If only to remind me
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| That I’m really not alone
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| All the South Dakota mornings I have known
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| The eagle flies on a South Dakota morning
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| And I don’t see my eagle anymore
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| Now stranger I must kill you
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| You must survive but will you
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| I may just beat you down
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| But will it even up the score
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| I think I saw the eagle just once more
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| The rain comes down on a South Dakota morning
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| And I can’t see the sadness in my town
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| So let it be my pillow
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| For underneath your willow
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| Wanna go back to you though
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| You’re nothing but a town
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| On the South Dakota grass I lay me down
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| Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah |