| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was ladies around the casket
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| There was whores lying on the bed
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| There was some of them in silks and satins
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| There were some of them dressed in red, yeah
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| There were some moving in colours bright
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| And there were two little children there too
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| The wind had changed all concerned
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| And left this violent blue
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was nobody who could understand why
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was nobody who could understand why
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| Sweet sailor, sail through
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| Stay safe, runs true
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| Sweet sailor, steer clear
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| There’s nothing but trouble 'round there
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was Mad Jack raving
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| And little tiny long haired Hugh
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| All the hustling boys
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| Are just admiring the view
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| I swear I was crying
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| And I know that you would have been too
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| The wind had changed everyone concerned
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| It just left this violent blue
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was nobody who could understand why
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was nobody who could understand why
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| Sweet sailor, steer through
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| Stay safe, runs true
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| Sweet sailor, steer clear
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| Nothing but trouble round here
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| The last time that I saw him
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| He was looking fresh feeling fine
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| I’d have known if my boy was drowning
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| I’d have thrown that kid a line
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| You never find me looking around the city no more like I did before
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| All that love lying wasted, just scattered across the floor
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| There was nobody who could understand why
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| Nobody could understand why
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam
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| The night the kid left Amsterdam |