| I’m weary and I’m staying up late
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| And the rain hits my roof so hard
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| You know I’m no longer thirty
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| These days I’m happy to play
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| One or two hands of cards
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| I hate flies in the kitchen buzzing
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| Disturbing the peace I’ve found
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| Fortune and fame is so fleeting
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| These days I’m happy to say
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| I’m amazed that I’m still around
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| And the weight of the world is off my back
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| When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
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| Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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| Happy today, happy to play
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| With the weight of the world off of my back
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| Humidity hangs like a curtain
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| Oh, it fogs up my glasses sometimes
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| You know I’ve still got my eyesight
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| These days I’m happy to see
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| A sunset instead of a line
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| And the weight of the world is off my back
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| When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
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| Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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| Happy today, happy to play
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| With the weight of the world off of my back
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| There’s a long list of names
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| That I don’t recall
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| Even though my memory’s good
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| The rain washed away
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| The lemons and weeds
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| When the weight of the world weighed more than it should
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| I hate flies in the kitchen buzzing
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| Disturbing the peace I’ve found
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| Fortune and fame is so fleeting
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| These days I’m happy to say
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| I’m amazed that I’m still around
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| And the weight of the world is off my back
|
| When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
|
| Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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| Happy today, happy to play
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| With the weight of the world off of my back
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| Happy today, happy to play
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| With the weight of the world off of my back |