| Well I’m going down, Going down a hard road
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| Just don’t know, don’t know where I’ve been
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| But I think I’ve been walking, I’m walking round in circles
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| Can’t even find a friend
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| Woah, my love, my love she’s not waiting
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| Think I might’ve been gone, I’ve been gone too long
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| People make me crazy
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| I can hardly sing my song
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| Hustlers stand around me,
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| I’m lost and all alone
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| Can’t tell the bad from the good
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| I’m lost ins the woods, I’m lost in the woods
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| Big city gamblers, gamblers take my money
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| Yes it gets to be useless, yes it’s useless to me
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| And I think I’m lost, when I’m lost inside this jungle
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| Can’t see the forest for the tress
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| Well pretty little woman come and get me
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| Try me, try me one more time
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| Yes and your sweet, your sweet understanding
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| Cant' fix this broken heart of mine
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| The vultures fly around, come and take me home
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| Can’t tell the bad from the good
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| I’m out in the woods, I’m lost in the woods
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| I’m a man gone crazy in the woods
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| I’m wandering around the bush |