| Many nights
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| Dwindle by
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| Midnight moon’s on the rise
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| My heavy head’s going light
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| So I’ll go home and sleep tonight
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| I’m walking tonight
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| About as far as I can go
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| I listen to the last song
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| By the windows
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| Here’s to you and the stars above
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| The half moon and your pretty eyes
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| And here’s to you and the setting sun
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| The bar men and their sorry songs
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| I’ll be drunk before too long
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| And I’ll keep up in case I can talk
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| This really don’t say it all
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| There’s too much to enclose
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| These postcards from tiny islands
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| Mean more than you know
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| So here’s to you and the ground below
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| The grass bar and the empty sky
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| I’m walking tonight
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| About as far as I can go
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| The marble was stolen
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| The midnight moon, it glows
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| This really don’t say it all
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| It’s too much to enclose
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| Life is so easy now
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| Everything is working out
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| Oh, highways are flying by |