| There's no one here for miles
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| It's just me in the burning sun
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| It's just me, myself and my gun
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| Remembering the times
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| Oh, grapes on the vines
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| But with family, I
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| I don't have the time
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| The time to be questioning life
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| You just gotta be there
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| A mother needs her sons
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| Oh, she needs them near
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| We don't have to talk
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| I just need you here
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| But if you go away
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| Please don't disappear
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| The heat is making light
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| Of a heavy year
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| I really hope there's rainfall
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| My hands together looking at the stars
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| I really hope there's angels
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| Because the world is turning, turning way too fast
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| She says she can't turn tables
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| Well, I say you don't know how wrong you are
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| Or just how strong you are
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| You don't know how strong you are
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| A pillow on your face soaking up those tears
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| Who's anyone to say you should have no fear?
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| A mouth full of smoke really made things clear
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| You've been with me since the cradle
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| You've been with me, you're my angel
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| Please don't you disappear
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| It's just me in the burning sun
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| It's just me, myself and my gun
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| Remembering the times |