| Life is too short now, to live it half way
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| I’m cryin' for my cousin, who died yesterday
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| He never had a chance, no, not to express his views
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| I swear that he’s leaving it, to the rest of you
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| Oh he …
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| Lived his life of freedom, exactly the way that he wanted to
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| But there’s always that one thing, we never do count on
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| You was born for it to happen to you …
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| … oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| He was on a motorcycle, in a side car
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| They was just outside of town, they hadn’t ridden far
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| Out to have a good time, on a bike they built
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| How was they to know it, that night that he’d be killed
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| Oh he …
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| … oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| Oh he …
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| Yes he …
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| … oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| Oooo-oooo
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| COPYRIGHT ' 1976 CRAM RENRAFF |