| Hello my friend it’s me again
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| It’s been oh much too long
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| Though I can’t remember who I am
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| Or even where I’m from
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| I vaguely heard a distant choir
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| Singing the same old song
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| The lyrics were so new to me
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| I only hummed along
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| The painting on the wall
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| Awakes from just my call
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| You look on just as shocked as me
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| It’s time to grab your bags
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| We’ll go hideout in Estevan
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| And take in some supplies
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| Forgive me, maybe seeing things
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| So please take this in stride
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| It seems we share the same carving
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| Just not on the same side
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| The painting on the wall
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| Awakes from just my call, my call, my call
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| The shadows told me all about their sins
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| I’ll do anything just don’t put me back in
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| The shadows told me all about their sins
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| I’ll do anything just don’t put me back in
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| The shadows told me all about their sins
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| I got away from Weyburn again
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| I’ll do anything just don’t put me back in |