| «Woke up this morning
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| Riding on a homebound train
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| Pocket full of memories
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| Thinking about the good old days
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| Bought a bottle of wine
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| With the last dime to my name
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| Jumped an Oslo freight
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| Running through the pouring rain
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| Oh, mama, don't turn out the light
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| There’s a shadow on the moon outside
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| Keep it burning in the window to gurde my way tonight
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| Don’t lock the door, I'm coming home for sure
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| I’ve missed the old home place
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| I am never gonna leave anymore
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| This side of the city
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| I felt the cold wind blow
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| More than a heartache
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| It chilled me to the bone
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| I squeeze mt empty bottle
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| And the tears began to flow
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| It slipped right through my fingers
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| With a few more miles to go…
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| Oh, mama, don't turn out the light
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| There’s a shadow on the moon outside
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| Keep it burning in the window to gurde my way tonight
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| Don’t lock the door, I'm coming home for sure
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| I’ve missed the old home place
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| I am never gonna leave anymore…" |