| It’s all over but the shouting
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| It’s all done but the deed
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| It’s all healed but the hurting
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| It’s all taken but the heed
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| It’s all over but the shouting
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| It’s all gone but the need
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| She let me be all alone and discarded
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| An old machine chokin' out in the weeds
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| Like a rusted water can in the garden
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| That’s all about that’s left of me
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| It’s all over but the shouting
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| It’s all done but the deed
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| It’s all healed but the hurting
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| It’s all gone but the need
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| There’s a voice in my head thats' a-callin'
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| Time, it moves at a puzzlin' speed
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| If I don’t get some quiet, if I don’t get it right
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| Then I might start to wonder why I put up a fight
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| It’s all over but the shouting
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| It’s all done but the deed
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| It’s all healed but the hurting
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| It’s all gone but the need
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| There’s a song in my head this mornin'
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| There’s a chance it’ll be about you
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| If I wait I’ll forget or if I overcommit
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| There’s a fightin' good chance it’ll never get writ
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| It’s all over but the shouting
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| It’s all done but the deed
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| It’s all healed but the hurting
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| It’s all gone but the need |