| A warm dallas breeze floats naked through the air
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| As a million hungry faces watch the king
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| And his parade on show for the world to see
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| Prime time america nineteen sixty three
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| And you were by his side
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| I still remember pictures, that look on your face
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| The king had been forsaken and his country died
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| In three seconds that would last an eternity
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| O jackie-o
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| I wonder what you could be thinking
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| Now your mixed up little head has been left alone
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| In a world so cold
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| Just a foot note in history book full of lies
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| You’re such a good girl
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| Keep smiling make 'em happy
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| All is well in the land of make believe
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| As soon as the bullet left the chamber
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| On that calm november day
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| You knew the world would never be the same
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| The killer in us all
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| Just victims of ourselves looking for the perfect death
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| Trigger happy patriots running from ourselves
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| You knew it would never be the same again
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| O jackie-o i wonder what you’re thinking
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| Now you’ve been left here all on your own
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| In this land a world of make believe
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| You get back what was taken from you and go moving on
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| O jackie-o
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| I wonder what you could be thinking
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| Now your mixed up little head has been left alone
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| In a world so cold
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| Just a foot note in history book full of lies |