| Anna Lee
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| I think I wanna leave our little town
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| Everything here seems to bring me down
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| If I stay I’ll end up in the ground
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| Come with me
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| I’ll take you any place you wanna go
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| The crops are dry and the rivers running low
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| There’s a better life for us on down the road
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| Anna Lee
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| I told another that I loved her, I was wrong
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| Before we leave
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| Once more I’ll see her to tell her that by dawn we’ll be gone
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| Anna Lee
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| I saw a vulture circling my home
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| Don’t let the sun set past our hour glass to roam
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| Cause the sands won’t offer hands anymore
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| And the clocks are turning faster than before
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| Anna Lee
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| I told another that I loved her, I was wrong
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| Before we leave
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| Once more I’ll see her to tell her that by dawn we’ll be gone
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| Anna Lee
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| I told another that I loved her, I was wrong
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| Before we leave
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| Once more I’ll see her to tell her that by dawn we’ll be gone |