| I have been libeled as a wanderer
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| This is not the case
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| I have a home, it’s just that
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| It’s an inconvenient place right now
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| «None is too many of that kind»
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| I overhear you say
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| You make some markings on the page
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| And stamp and seal my fate
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| I regret now to inform you
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| Who refuse to aid my plight
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| Bad luck will come to those who deny
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| The travelers their rights
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| Who can deny your moral right
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| To prosperity and order
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| You fell out of your mother
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| On the correct side of the border
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| And that mother fall
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| Gives you this power over me today
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| But there are forces in this world
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| That could make all that fall away
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| — In a second!
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| All of my pity upon you
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| All of my pity upon you
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| My luck can only get better
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| Yours is bound to be worse
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| Now I see it upon you
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| The Traveller’s Curse!
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| Don’t be misled and think this curse
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| Is mine to make or lift
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| You put it on yourself
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| It’s not my place to bend and sift
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| Your conscience and your character
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| Your luck is all your own
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| Good luck with that, I leave you now
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| But you’ll never be alone
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| All of my pity upon you
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| All of my pity upon you
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| My luck can only get better
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| Yours is bound to be worse
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| Now I see it upon you
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| The Traveller’s Curse! |