| I knew a woman
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| She was my friend
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| When we met I felt like I’d been born again
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| Ah, we spent all our time outside
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| 'Cause people say small things when they stay too long in little rooms
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| In the sunshine
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| In the rain or snow
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| We even climbed a pinetree in a tornado
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| Outside was where all our live was found
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| And I guess we must have walked on every street in town
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| Every street in town
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| Every street in town
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| In the cool summer evenings
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| Or when the snow was falling down
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| We’d go walkin' on every street in town
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| She’d been gone such a long, long time
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| But it’s often I feel her right there by my side
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| When I’m walkin' I’m talkin' to her
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| In the wet and yellow fall
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| Or past the parks in the summer
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| Where the kids is playin' ball
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| An' it’s sometimes I see a woman out alone
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| An' she worried about gettin' back to her home
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| An' I think of my friend and all of the joy that we found
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| When we’s just walkin' and talkin' on every street in town
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| An' I wonder when the day will every come
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| When we won’t be so sad and so dumb
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| An' when a woman could walk out free in the day and night
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| Without havin' to worry if she’s gonna be alright on
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| Every street in town
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| Every street in town
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| In the cool summer evenings
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| Or when the snow was falling down
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| We’d go walkin' on every street in town |