| Long way I’m going to get my medicine
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| Sky’s the autumn grey of a lonely wren
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| Lone piano from a window playin'
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| Gone tomorrow, gone yesterday
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| Found it in the street, at first I could not see
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| Lying at my feet, a trampled rose
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| Passing the hat in church, never stops going 'round
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| You never pay just once to get the job done
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| What I done to you, I’ve done to me
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| So what happened to the trampled rose?
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| Out in the muddy streets, 'neath the fireworks and leaves
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| A blind man with a cup, I asked
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| If he could sing «Kisses Sweeter Than Wine»
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| I know this rose like I know my name
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| The one I give my love, it was the same
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| And now I find it in the street, a trampled rose |