| In a western town, beneath the northern lights
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| Where the pine trees pine for the fall of night
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| You believe in cards, and you believe in signs
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| And I’ll be leavin' soon, but I’m here tonight
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| On a mountainside, well below the stars
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| Ya' keep your lover’s eyes in mason jars
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| And I should be scared, but I feel no fear
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| 'cause I’ll be leavin' soon, but tonight I’m here
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| And even if you are the one, and even if the cards are all true
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| When the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| When the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| Well the Southern P. moved her family down
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| Then along came me to her sleepy town
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| I don’t believe in cards, I don’t believe in signs
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| But I’ll be leavin' soon, I’m here tonight
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| And even if you are the one, and even if I tried to be true
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| When the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| When the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| In a western town, beneath the northern lights
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| Where the pine trees pine for the fall of night
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| Don’t believe in me, did I make that clear?
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| 'cause I’ll be long gone soon, but tonight I’m here
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| And even if you were the one, I didn’t wanna walk out on you
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| But when the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| And when the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do?
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| And when the curtain calls, oh baby, what’s a boy to do? |