| Margaret Barry broke my heart, with her stories and a harp
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| Like a moment in the dark, Margaret Barry broke my heart
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| Margaret Barry stole my breath, with a banjo against her breast
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| Let the candles sing a prayer like a crowd of stars in her hair
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| In your face another time, I can trace every line
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| Runs me through like a knife, I think I’ve known you all my life
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| Now Margaret Barry has gone away but her voice still wrecks my day
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| Like a murder in the park Margaret Barry broke my heart
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| Margaret Barry broke my heart, Margaret Barry broke my heart
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| Margaret married the clear air, rode her bicycle everywhere |