| Living with my back against the wall
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| Nowhere but forward to fall
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| I close my eyes, somebody catch my breath
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| Oh, my Lord, let’s get on board, the ride’s gonna scare me to death, yeah
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| Oh, I don’t wanna leave before my time is done
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| Don’t wanna stick around when my race is run
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| I don’t wanna go before they call my dance
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| Don’t wanna die asking for another chance
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| Come help me, Poor Richard, won’t you help me raise a glass?
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| Well, here’s to me, here’s to you, may your dreams all come to pass
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| Cruel trick of time is played in the wink of an eye
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| Heavens above don’t need no shove, years go sailing by, yeah
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| Oh, I don’t wanna leave before my time is done
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| Don’t wanna stick around when my race is run
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| I don’t wanna go before they call my dance
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| Don’t wanna die asking for another chance, yeah
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| Another game of chance, a lifetime come and gone
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| I guess it’s up to me, don’t wanna sing another man’s song
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| I wanna say what Grandma said, lying on her dying bed
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| «Yeah, been cheated, mistreated, don’t have to sign out yet, yeah»
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| Oh, I don’t wanna leave before my time is done
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| Don’t wanna stick around when my race is run
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| I don’t wanna go before they call my dance
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| Don’t wanna die asking for another chance
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| No, not another chance
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| No, not another chance
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| Oh yeah… |