| VERSE
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| Down Silver Avenue in rain and mist
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| You’re lookin' for Easy Street which don’t exist
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| And count the years, yes, and count the years
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| You smash the mirrored walls and you cut your fist
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| You can’t control yourself, you can’t resist
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| And she’d a tear, oh, yes, and she’d a tear
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| CHORUS #1
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| Gotta love to live
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| Gotta wild, old, rambling road, boy
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| VERSE
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| You’ve seen the queen of hearts get torn in half
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| Beneath the chandelier, the golden calf
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| And diamond rings, yes, yes, yes and diamond rings
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| You’ve seen them factories and railroad yards
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| And silver moonlit walls with windows barred
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| And all these thing, oh, yes, and all these things
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| CHORUS #2
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| Gotta love to live
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| Gotta long, old, winding road, boy
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| (INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)
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| VERSE
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| And back in Baltimore the morning came
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| Her face was paradise--you hear her name
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| Can’t break her spell, oh, no, you can’t break her spell
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| She’s bound for distant lands and she won’t be back
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| Her voice was soft and sweet, her skin so black
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| And fare you well, oh, say well, well, well and fare you well
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| CHORUS #3
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| Gotta love to live
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| Gotta lost, old, lonesome road, boy |