| I got a new home
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| Down among the fish and grass and stones
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| I was taken down because I stole money that was owed
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| You can have fun with a little fire
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| But if you take me as a liar
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| You can count your days
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| And watch the steps you take
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| At the bottom of the lake, where the roots all grow
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| Sun don’t shine and the wind don’t blow
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| Oh, you can take a penny
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| You can put one upon each eye
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| I rode a pair of concrete boots on the cold day that I died
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| And I wore a black stone
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| I had one outstanding loan, I couldn’t pay
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| Oh, but I would pay, 'cuz my life they stole away
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| At the bottom of the lake, where the roots all grow
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| Sun don’t shine and the wind don’t blow
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| And it’s so much better on my mind not to count my days
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| And it’s so much better on my mind not to count my days
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| And it’s so much better on my mind not to count my days
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| And it’s so much better on my mind not to count my days
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| Not to count my days…
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| I got a new home
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| Down among the fish and grass and stones
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| I was taken down because I stole money that was owed
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| You can have fun with a little fire
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| But if you take me as a liar
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| You can count your days
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| And watch the steps you take
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake
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| At the bottom of the lake, where the roots all grow
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| Sun don’t shine and the wind don’t blow
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| You can find me at the bottom of the lake |