| Linin’them up I remember they shoot 'em
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| Never dared dream that they’d shoot anyone
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| Now I’m a simple man tied on the vine
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| Caught up in the times
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| And fates on my right hand
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| Gamble of the ages
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| Suit me up
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| I’m ready to go Oh such a young man
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| When the loading had begun
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| (I guess, I guess)
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| Don’t press your luck angel face
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| Don’t push it out
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| Shove you way to the front too fast
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| I was framed no holds barred
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| So they say
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| I can’t believe that it ended all like this
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| Gamble of the ages
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| Suit me up
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| I’m ready to go Oh such a young man
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| When the loading had begun
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| When I was a boy I would dream about space
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| Space it would change year to year
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| When she would take me down way down by the stream
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| Oh that last frontier
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| I still can hear he say be home before dark
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| Put one here upon me baby
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| Remember me for what I was
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| Tell the man who’ll be settin’me up
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| I’ll be back before you know
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| Where is that pilgrim saint
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| We’ll see the next time we get back up She said, you might be ex-patriot but i’ll love you like the sun
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| Gamble of the ages
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| Suit me up
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| I’m ready to go Oh to be such a young man
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| When the loading time began
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| Began…
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| Hey… ho!!!
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| Oh I’m a simple man
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| mmmmmmghhhh
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| Tied on the vine |