| All my life I’ve been searchin'
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| All my life I’ve been uncertain
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| I been abandoned and left alone
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| At fifteen I had to leave home
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| The black sheep, the bad seed
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| At a roadside bar in Tennessee
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| I met an angel to rescue me She rescued me She wore blue jeans and a rosary
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| Believed in God and believed in me All her friends think she’s a little crazy
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| She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
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| Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me She tells me it’s all good
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| She’s happy with a bad seed
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| Happy to be misunderstood
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| Two packs and a pint a day
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| To hide the shame
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| And wash away the pain
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| Aww the pain
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| Every road was a dead-end street
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| Runnin’from the law
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| And runnin’on empty
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| You couldn’t shake the marks that were left on me At a roadside bar in Tennessee
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| I met an angel to rescue me She rescued me She wore blue jeans and a rosary
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| Believed in God and believed in me All her friends think she’s a little crazy
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| She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
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| Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me She tells me it’s all good
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| She’s happy with a bad seed
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| Happy to be misunderstood
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| Misunderstood
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| Misunderstood |