| Washed up in Coke-town, down and halfway dead
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| With holes in my pockets and holes in my head
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| I was walking on water, staring at the blue
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| Walking down the street and I started falling through
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| So here’s to you, whoever you may be You who held me up when I was sinking in the sea
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| If you were in Kiltartan and me in Katmandu
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| I still would not forget you, I’d do the same for you
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| Half a million strangers without a hand to lend
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| Anyone I talked to was my oldest friend
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| A barman or a policeman, a lamppost or a dog
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| I heard the virgin Mary singing in the fog
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| So here’s to you, whoever you may be You who held me up when I was sinking in the sea
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| If you were in Kiltartan and me in Katmandu
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| I still would not forget you, I’d do the same for you
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| (Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| If you don’t change your ways you’re gonna meet 'm when you go)
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| (Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| Did you ever meet the devil uncle Joe, uncle Joe
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| If you don’t change your ways you’re gonna meet 'm when you go)
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| So here’s to you, whoever you may be You who held me up when I was sinking in the sea
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| If you were in Kiltartan and me in Katmandu
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| I still would not forget you, I’d do the same for you |