| Oh, Baby, it’s cryin' time,
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| Oh, Baby, I got to fly.
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| Got to try to find a way,
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| Got to try to get away,
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| 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you, Babe.
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| Oh, Baby, the river’s red,
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| Oh, Baby, in my head.
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| There’s a funny feelin' goin' on,
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| I don’t think I can hold out long.
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| Oh, Baby, Baby, when the pines begin to cry,
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| Baby, Baby, Baby, how do you feel?
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| If the river runs dry, Baby,
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| How do you feel?
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| Craze, Baby, the rainbow’s end,
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| Mmm, Baby, it’s just a den
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| For those who hide,
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| Who hide their love to depths of life
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| And ruin dreams that we all knew so, Babe. |