| This cruel country has driven me down
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| Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
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| I’ve only sad stories to tell to this town
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| My dreams have withered and died
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| Once I was bending the tops of the trees
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| Kind words in my ears and kind faces to see
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| Then I struck up with the boys from the west
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| They’d run and hide, they’d run and hide
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| Count one to ten and he’s gone with the west
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| My dreams have withered and died
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| Silver moon sailor and silver moonshine
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| On the water so wide, the water so wide
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| Steal from the bed of some good friend of mine
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| My dreams have withered and died
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| If I was a butterfly I’d live for a day
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| I would be free just blowing away
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| This cruel country has driven me down
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| Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
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| I’ve only sad stories to tell to this town
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| My dreams have withered and died |