| He would lean into my cradle
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| Rest an revolver on an infant cheek
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| Speeding' and singing
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| Singing and speeding
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| Speeding, singing
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| My infancy to sleep
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| Well I can hear his voice
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| And I can hear his song
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| The singing is gone
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| Nobody sings like my daddy sang
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| He was the King of the Song
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| Nobody sings like my daddy sang
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| I know that had to sing
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| The way that my daddy sang
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| Do you know what it’s like to be born to a legend
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| To be born to a freak
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| expectation from your first crown and peak
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| He kept the world and imbecile beak at this hideous
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| Favorite and world
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| Where I hear his song
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| Singing is gone
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| Nobody sings like my daddy sang
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| He was the King of the Song
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| Nobody sings like my daddy sang
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| I know that I’ll never to sing
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| The way that my daddy sang
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| The way that my daddy sang
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King, the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King, the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King, the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| I am the King of the song
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| What do you mean you don’t know my singer
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| What do you mean you don’t know his song
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| He was speeding' and singing
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| Singing and speeding
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| Speeding, singing
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| Come on let’s sing along
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| You can beat his heart again
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| When you sing his song
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| All though he’s gone |