| Where I lead me, I will travel
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| Where I need me, I will call me
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| I’m no fool, I’ll be ready, God knows I will be
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| And in the meantime make a little money and buy a little mercy
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| Met this morning, now he loves me, says he loves me
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| It must be easy, look around you, all around you
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| But you see the motion, you’re not movin'
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| You don’t know how to hold on
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| Just keep it loose, don’t get excited, it’ll pass before long
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| Now one is goin' one is stayin'
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| One is silent one is saying'
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| Here’s your coat, take care of yourself, sorry you’re leavin'
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| A little sad, you’re all I had will you be returnin'
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| The boys upstairs are gettin' hungry
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| You can shout in the wind about how it will be
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| Or you can clench your fist, shake your head
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| And head to the country I got no doubt about it my friend
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| That’s where they’ll find me, that’s where they’re gonna find me
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| Ask the boys down in the gutter
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| Now they won’t lie cause you don’t matter
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| The street’s just fine if you’re good and blind
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| But it ain’t where you belong
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| Roll down your sleeves, pick up your money
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| And carry yourself home
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| Roll down your sleeves, pick up your money
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| And carry yourself home |