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| mmmmmm
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| Took a cab to the city to clear my mind
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| I drank my way through the streets and in the Sailortown
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| I took so much stuff I thought I’d never come down
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| Made me feel much better than I’d felt for awhile
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| I found girls that helped me up from falling down
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| I never once gave my heart out, never let them inside
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| There was just too many ghosts, and too much crime
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| My heart wasn’t fit to be the loving type
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| With dreams of better days in mind
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| O Lord, won’t you see me through to better times
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| And if I don’t make it out alive
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| Put my name on a chair right by your side
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| mmmmmm
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| mmmmmm
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| I took a job there singing most every night
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| Entertaining hearts more broken than mine
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| Waiting for a light to shine
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| To lead me right out of my dark decline
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| With dreams of better days in mind
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| O Lord, won’t you see me through to better times
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| And if I don’t make it out alive
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| Put my name on a chair right by your side
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| mmmmmm
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| mmmmmm
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| I took a cab to the city to clear my mind
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| I ended up with a mind needing exorcised
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| With dreams of better days in mind
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| O Lord, won’t you see me through to better times
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| And if I don’t make it out alive
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| Just put my name on a chair right by your side
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| If I don’t make it out alive
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| Put my name on a chair right by your side
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| mmmmmm |