| Where did I go, how did I come to reach this place?
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| If only I’d learned to let them hold me
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| There’s a beggar with gold, said he made a village built with clay
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| Before it all got washed away
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| Oo-ooh ooh, oo-ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Oo-ooh ooh, ooh
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| Oo-ooh ooh, oo-ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Oo-ooh ooh…
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| Down by the river, where the river is so cold
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| And the older women come to play
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| Steady my heart, 'cause the pattern of your soul
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| Is spoken in the rhythm of yesterday
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| Na-na na, ye-yeah, yeah yeah
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| Na-na na-a-ah, ye-y yeah
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| Na-na na, ye-yeah, yeah yeah
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| Na-na na-a-ah, ye-y yeah…
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| Where did I go, how did I come to reach this place?
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| If only I’d let the beggars show me
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| To the valley of gold, where once stood the village build with clay
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| Before it all got washed away |