| Tony came back to town
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| With his cap and gown
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| That they give him at the state
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| Tony came back to town
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| With his cap and gown
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| That they give him at the state
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| Him breaking it every few day
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| Tony’s mamma said 'he's only human'
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| Look what the cat dragged in Papa snatched your kin
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| Little sister hugs the tin man
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| Tony, she’s grown
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| And she’s pretty, in her little black dress
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| To know the price he paid
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| You heard me in the train
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| When you’re in the cage
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| And you can smell the rain
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| And you can see the sage
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| While fretting the highway
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| But you can try
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| And when you finally put the asphalt to the tyre
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| Looks something like sistine
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| Or a fire
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| Ripping through the dark
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Well it ain’t that strange
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| Any boy can change
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| Digging up the heart
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| One, two, three, four, five
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| Oh, me, oh, my Count the reasons that you shouldn’t be messing
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| With the sons of perdition
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| That were gonna take you down
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| The straight and narrow
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| You dreaming of another place
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| You just can’t get
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| Like the workmen in the pit
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| Little brother, you’re a liar to yourself
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| I didn’t think you’d changed
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| It’s just another heart
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| Ain’t there something strange
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| When tony left
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| They were scratching at the door
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| In particular, one, one, hitting more
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| Her name was christie
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| The queen of old folk county
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| But what we’d have loved is the right time, that there day
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| Because he met on something nothing, boy got engaged
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| Lessons in the dark
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Well it ain’t that strange
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| Any boy can change
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| With a little luck
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| With the times getting rough
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| Digging up the heart
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| Well the perp’s got his hands up And his mind’s on the march
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| The 30 day beneath the register
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| Well it ain’t that strange
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| Any boy can change
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| He’s digging up the heart
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| Digging up the heart
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| With a little luck
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| With the times getting rough
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| Digging up the heart
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| Well it ain’t that strange
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| Any boy could change
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| Digging up the heart |