| Come all you weary mistrels
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| a warning take by me
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| I’ve been too long upon this road
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| to sing in harmony
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| I’ve been alone for much too long
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| my wanderin' days are through
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| I wish someone would ask me in
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| I’d welcome it from you
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| I have not been contented
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| too long I’ve been unblessed
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| but if you would only love me
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| I would be confessed
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| I’ve sat beside the devil
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| I’ve gambled on a fall
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| I’ve sung for drinks in houses
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| where I got no thanks at all
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| and everything I’ve done was left
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| to do some other day
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| when the talkin’s done
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| the drinks are gone
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| there’s nothin' left to say
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| I have not been contented
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| too long I’ve been unblessed
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| but if you would only love me
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| I would be confessed
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| I’ve watched the days go slowly
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| I’ve seen the seasons fall
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| and hidden in the doorways
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| to shelter from the cold
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| I have made my life in riddles
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| and lived inside the lies
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| now I’d like to step in side awhile
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| throw off my disguise
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| I have not been contented
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| too long I’ve been unblessed
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| but if you would only love me
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| I would be confessed |