| It’s not exactly hide-and-seek
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| But here’s the game that I must play
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| I don’t wish to participate
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| But in this matter I’ve no say
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| You see some rich guy took my baby
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| And he blinded her with diamond rings
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| Now the pain such that my heart stings
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| If only I had been much kinder
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| Did the very best I could
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| I do not have a lot of money
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| This I thought she understood
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| I know the young girls can be led away
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| By pretty things and pet desires
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| Now I must go and bring her back
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| And quench this newly kindled fire
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| Well I’m down to my last dollar
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| But I’m gonna find her anyway
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| I thought I saw her goin' east
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| While headin' west yesterday
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| Perhaps she’s come back to her senses
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| And decided to come back to stay
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| Now I must go and bring her back
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| If it takes until my dyin' day
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| Bring her back
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| Bring her back
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| Bring her back
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| Bring her back
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| Bring her back
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| Bring her back
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| Now I must go and bring her back
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| If it takes until my dyin' day
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| Now I must go and bring her back
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| If it takes until my dyin' day |