| I’ve worried since the age of 5
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| When my daddy dies I’ll fall into crime.
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| 'Cause he’ll be stuck in picture frames
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| To witness whipping winds of bitter change
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| William watch over my heart.
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| Hell I’ve met the woman who
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| Took me rather far out of view.
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| In a way I guess it’s plain to see
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| The Devil bearing down on her and I makes three.
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| William watch over my heart.
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| Hurry on back for Spring.
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| But oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| I try not to look with my naked eye.
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| Covered every inch in the seventh sea
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| Feeling blue by Joshua Tree
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| Oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| Oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| I’ve worried since the age of 5
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| When my daddy dies all sense expires.
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| And he’ll be stuck in picture frames
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| Hanging on the memories of the better days.
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| William watch over my heart.
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| Hurry on back for Spring.
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| But oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| I try not to look with my naked eye.
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| Covered every inch in the seventh sea
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| But oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| Stripped of the fools' gold alibi.
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| Covered every inch of the seventh seas
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| Nothing blooms from Joshua Tree
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| Hush.
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| But oh, oh, in the desert sky
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| I try not to look with my naked eye.
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| I’ve covered every inch of the seventh seas
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| Feeling blue by Joshua Tree
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| This love’s gone cold in the record heat. |