| The cats are sleeping here in the autumn sun
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| Your dog has flushed a deer and he’s on the run
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| And the coffee cup is cold
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| And the morning’s feeling very old
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| Fifteen months of time my man’s been gone
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| The second winter now is coming on
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| And our fates could all be worse
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| But sometimes I still must curse my own
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| And hello
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| I wish you well
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| Where you sleep
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| All in your cell
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| As for friends I can’t complain, they’ve been good to me
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| The fire’s burning bright, they’ve left wood for me
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| And the roof has been repaired
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| And I thank them for the love they’ve shared
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| You see, there’s really nothing wrong, I’ve just got the blues
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| Because if you give a damn you’re going to pay some dues
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| But if you see the game we’re in
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| Like I do, you know in time we’ll win
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| And hello
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| I wish you well
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| Where you sleep
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| All in your cell
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| So time give me a break of a week or more
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| My head is reeling and my back is sore
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| And the baby cries for me
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| And I think I’ll walk by the sea alone |