| An old day is coming once again
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| Young woman leaves the beast
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| Of never ending sadness
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| The day grows sleepy and it’s night
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| He, the barefoot boy
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| In the earth-green wavin' fields
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| Leaves for the city; |
| the stars awake
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| And come to the ground for the night
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| And the orange open glow
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| Of sunset goodbye is singing
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| Through woman there’s a home
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| In the heart of man right now
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| Barefoot gentleman
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| There’s a woman’s hand
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| Under the moon
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| 'Neath the moon an ever new light
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| He, the barefoot boy
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| In the black blindfold of death
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| Led by a woman within his heart
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| Finds the city of dark’s promised land
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| And the orange open glow
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| Of sunset goodbye is singing
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| Through woman there’s a home
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| In the heart of man right now
|
| Barefoot gentleman
|
| There’s a woman’s hand
|
| Under the moon
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| 'Neath the moon an ever new light
|
| And the orange open glow
|
| Of sunset goodbye is singing
|
| Through woman there’s a home
|
| In the heart of man right now
|
| Barefoot gentleman
|
| There’s a woman’s hand
|
| Under the moon
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| 'Neath the moon an ever new light
|
| And the orange open glow
|
| Of sunset goodbye is singing
|
| Through woman there’s a home
|
| In the heart of man right now
|
| Barefoot gentleman
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| There’s a woman’s hand
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| Under the moon
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| 'Neath the moon an ever new light |