| Been all around this world
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| I’ve been to nearly all it’s bars
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| The only bar I’ve yet to find
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| Is the bar that’s a little far
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| The world ain’t nothing special
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| Just rock and sand and clay
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| And if I could make you a lining
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| It’d be silver all the way
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| Now the world is full of wonders
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| Got people and places and things
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| It’s a regular damn lover’s garden of delight
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| It’s all hanging by a string
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| My body’s worn to its being
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| And the soul has no reprieve
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| And the lie around all things must gather
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| You place a cradle by my grave
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| The world is feeling poorly
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| Got aches and pains and fries
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| But by heaven, I declare, just knowing you are there
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| Makes it a paradise
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| The world is just a pebble
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| And the sun a simple flame
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| My love is like the ocean
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| We fall to rise each day
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| The world ain’t nothing special
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| Just rock and sand and clay
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| And if I could make you a lining
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| It’d be silver all the way
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| It’d be silver all the way
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| It’d be silver all the way |