| I may not have the time
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| To give you what you need
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| I may not live the life
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| That you’d like me to lead
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| But there’s something in your smile
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| That makes me want to try
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| And it’s warmer in the night
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| With someone to lay by
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| I know this aint the song
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| That you been hoping for
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| This road is hard and wild
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| But it brought me to your door
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| I’ve just one thing to promise
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| If your heart allows
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| I’ve been a rambling shamble baby
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| But I’m here now
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| So take me into your bed
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| Lay down your pretty head
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| Hate me after I am gone
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| Cause I won’t be here for very long
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| Now I’ve just one thing to offer you
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| If your heart allows
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| Wanderer he must travel baby
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| But I’m here now
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| I may not know the words
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| That you would like to hear
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| I may not believe the truth
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| That you’ve been holding fear
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| But there’s something on your table
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| That I can call it home
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| You know I never have a dime to gamble
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| Or a cover of my own
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| I know this aint the song
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| That you been hoping for
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| This road is hard and wild
|
| But it brought me to your door
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| I’ve just one thing to promise
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| If your heart allows
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| I’ve been a rambling shamble baby
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| But I’m here now
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| So take me into your bed
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| Lay down your pretty head
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| Hate me after I am gone
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| Cause I won’t be here for very long |