| La Gonave I see your mist
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| La Gonave well I know you’re kissed
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| By the same sea of trouble
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| That stretches back home
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| La Gonave
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| You’ve got troubles of your own
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| Yes I got troubles
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| Won’t you come on and see
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| I got my needs just follow me
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| But they gonna ease by and by
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| If you tell all the people
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| That it’s no lie
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| You only came for forty eight hours
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| Didn’t realise how useless I was
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| Came to you for the nation sells lies
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| Lord knows but I still feel helpless
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| La Gonave I don’t feel good
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| La Gonave do you think I should
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| Turn my back and walk away
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| La Gonave tell me what to say
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| If I’d been at home
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| Would you telephone me
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| I’m situated across the sea
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| But it’s a small world from any point
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| Of view
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| Spare a thought
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| This could have been you
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| You shook my senses
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| Took my time
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| Froze my feeling
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| Broke my mind
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| La Gonave you’ve played your part
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| La Gonave you sure got heart
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| Didn’t leave my heart in San Francisco
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| Didn’t want to stay in Omaha
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| Never got fooled by New York City
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| But I lost my heart to La Gonave
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| Didn’t leave my heart in San Francisco
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| Didn’t want to stay in Omaha
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| Never got fooled by New York City
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| But I lost my heart to La Gonave
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| Didn’t leave my heart in San Francisco
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| Didn’t want to stay in Omaha
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| Never got fooled by New York City
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| But I lost my heart to La Gonave |