| I hit the town on March 17th
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| It’s St. Patty’s day but I ain’t wearin green
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| Love is dead and it ain’t coming back
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| Tonight I’m wearing black
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| I’m hanging close to all of my friends
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| I tell em I’m happy, my heart’s on the mend
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| I’m moving on and I ain’t looking back
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| Tonight I’m wearing black
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| Wooooah let’s raise a glass
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| And toast one to Johnny Cash
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| Wooooah cheers to forget her
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| And everythings better in black
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| I’m hiding out in the darkest of pubs
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| Surviving on shadows and cold icy mugs
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| So come on bartender
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| Don’t hold nothing back
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| Tonight I’m wearing black
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| Wooooah let’s raise a glass
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| And toast one to Johnny Cash
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| Wooooah cheers to forget her
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| And everythings better in black
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| If she comes here looking
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| Well that’s just too bad
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| I’ll still be hiding out way in the back
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| At a dark corner table, but she won’t know that
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| Cause tonight I’m wearing black
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| Wooooah let’s raise a glass
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| And toast one to Johnny Cash
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| Wooooah cheers to forget her
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| And everythings better in black
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| Oh everythings better in black
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| Tonight I’ll be wearing black |