| I wish I was a willow tree leaning on a lazy breeze
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| Moving like a midnight train through rainy Georgia
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| I wish I was a grain of sand laying in a baby’s hand
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| Falling like a diamond chain into the ocean
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| Willow tree is strong enough to bend
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| Never like the oak that lives in fear of the wind
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| A grain of sand is all I ever wanted to be
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| Lay me down and let the water wash over me
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| I wish I was an old guitar sitting in a beat up car
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| Hitting every two bit bar from here to Texas
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| I wouldn’t be ashamed to look up my old friends
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| They’d be so glad to see me strung up again
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| A grain of sand is all I ever wanted to be
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| Lay me down and let the water wash over me
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| Nobody wants you when you’re down and out
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| Nobody wants to know your name
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| Just another face lost in the crowded street
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| Here in the crowded street
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| I wish I was a willow tree leaning on a lazy breeze
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| Moving like a midnight train through rainy Georgia
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| I wish I was a grain of sand laying in a baby’s hand
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| Falling like a diamond chain into the ocean
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| Willow tree is strong enough to bend
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| Never like the oak that lives in fear of the wind
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| A grain of sand is all I ever wanted to be
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| Lay me down and let the water wash over me |