| Well I can see by your eyes that you come from far away
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| You’ve been traveling all night and you’d like a place to stay
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| Well that’s alright, baby leave your bags by the door
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| That’s alright, honey you can even ask for more
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| I won’t ask you where you’re from
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| Where you’re going or why you’ve come
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| For a lot of answers to all the questions on my tongue
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| No that’s alright, baby leave your bags by the door
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| That’s alright, honey you can even ask for more
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| Well who are we two as we stand here tonight?
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| Are you a prince in paupe’s rags come down from the heights
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| See the way your subjects live when you’ve turned your back
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| Taste the fruits of the common man and the purpose that you lack?
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| Or are you just a Tom wonderin' the night
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| Looking for a diamond mine and banking on it’s might
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| Standing in the footprints of the wanders before you
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| Looking for fulfillment and hoping that there’s more
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| Yes, my name is Jill Ryder and I’m a seamstress for the fleet
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| I stand five foot seven in my cold bare feet
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| And I’ve raised two daughters one from each of the loves of my life |
| I’m a widow two times, my girls are still alive
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| So why don’t you come in out of the cold warm your feet by my fire
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| The cat’s name is Lady, why don’t you just sit down beside her
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| Listen to her purr, oh you know she’s content
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| To left the world drift by and let those crooked lines stay bent
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| Don’t be afraid to let it all hang out, 'cause I’ve seen it all before
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| And what harm could come from just a little bit more, just a little bit more? |