| Think I’m coming down with something
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| I’ve begun to feel a chill
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| Woman, I said that I would get to know ya
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| And I will
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| The rain is blowing at your window
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| And you’ve come so many miles
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| But, hold still, don’t try to fight the shadows
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| In your mind
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| It’s a long, long, long lonely life
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| Sometimes you gotta hold your head up high
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| If you want to break the chains from your past life
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| My dear, don’t you worry no more
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| Let me find an empty meadow
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| Where the snow falls on the grass
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| Nothing real can ever fade from memory
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| But nothing lasts
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| It’s a long, long, long lonely life
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| Sometimes you gotta hold your head up high
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| If you want to break the chains from your past life
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| My dear, don’t you worry no more
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| It’s a long, long, long lonely life
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| Sometimes you gotta hold your head up high
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| If you want to break the chains from your past life
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| My dear, don’t you worry no more |