| He had 3 whole dollars
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| A worn out car
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| And a wife who was
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| Leaving for good
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| Life’s made of trouble
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| Worry pain and struggle
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| She wrote good bye in
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| The dust on the hood
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| They found a map of Missouri
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| Lipstick on the glass
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| They must’ve left
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| In the middle of the night
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| And I want to know
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| The same thing
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| Everyone wants to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| Behind a smoke colored curtain
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| The girl disappeared
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| They found out that the ring was a fake
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| A tree born crooked
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| Will never grow straight
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| She sunk like a hammer into the lake
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| A long lost letter and
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| And old leaky boat
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| Promises are never meant
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| To keep
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| And I want to know
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| The same thing
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| Everyone wants to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| The barn leaned over
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| The vultures dried their wings
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| The moon climbed up an empty sky
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| The sun sank down
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| Behind the tree on the hill
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| There’s a killer and he’s coming
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| Thru the rye
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| But maybe he’s the father
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| Of that lost little girl
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| It’s hard to tell in this light
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| And I want to know
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| The same thing
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| Everyone wants to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| Drag your wagon and your plow
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| Over the bones of the dead
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| Out among the roses and the weeds
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| You can never go back
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| And the answer is no
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| And wishing for it only makes it bleed
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| Joel Tornabene was broken
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| On the wheel
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| Shane and Bum Mahoney on the lamb
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| The grain was as gold
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| As Sheila’s hair
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| All the way from Liverpool
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| With all we could steal
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| He was robbed of twenty dollars
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| His body found stripped
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| Cast into the harbour
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| There and drowned
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| And I want to know
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| The same thing
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| Everyone wants to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| The sirens are snaking
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| Their way up the hill
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| It’s last call somewhere in the world
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| The reptiles blend in with the
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| Color of the street
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| Life is sweet at the edge of a razor
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| And down in the front row of
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| An old picture show
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| The old man is asleep
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| As the credits start to roll
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| And I want to know
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| The same thing
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| We all want to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| I want to know
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| The same thing
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| We all want to know
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| How’s it going to end?
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| And then I just
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| Want to know just the same thing
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| I don’t want to know
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| How’s it going to end |