| It was half passed five
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| One September day
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| I stole a breath and stepped off the box car
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| A true believer
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| A brave new world
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| One foot in front of the other on the Longfellow Bridge
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| Yeah that’s what I did
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| Walked around the Common
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| The cobble stone of Beacon Hill
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| The candle light posts had a lot to say
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| All I could do was obey
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| I could picture all my tomorrows
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| As I made my way down Marlborough
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| Nights in the Back Bay
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| I remember when
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| Nights in the Back Bay
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| The road had no end
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| My faith has been shaken
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| My heart keeps aching
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| To return to those nights in the Back Bay
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| I’ve gotta get born all over again
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| All over again
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| Boned a seat at Fenway
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| While the rain came down the whole game through
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| The Sox walked off in the ninth inning
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| And the sky turned a deep shade of blue
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| All those cold nights neath the Harbor lights
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| Wandering in the dark leading with my hungry heart
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| Nights in the Back Bay
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| I remember when
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| Nights in the Back Bay
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| The road had no end
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| My faith has been shaken
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| My heart keeps aching
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| To return to those nights in the Back Bay
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| I’ve gotta get born all over again
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| All over again
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| All over again
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| All over again (Nights in the Back Bay)
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| All over again (Nights in the Back Bay) |