| When I am all on my own, one foot is in the grave
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| My sweet Mary comes to help me to find my way
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| So I give her my thanks, I don’t know what I would do
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| Without out my sweet Mary love to help me to make it through
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| Ghost come out at nighttime, I hear the rumble of thunder
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| Flashes of light to follow her, wherever she goes so pretty
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| But I will never ever touch her, 'cause if I did she might die
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| I just smile and look on as she leads me to the wondrous sights
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| When I am all on my own, one foot is in the grave
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| My sweet Mary comes to help me to find my way
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| So I give her my thanks, I don’t know what I would do
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| Without out my sweet Mary love to help me to make it through
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| What did I do to deserve this, give my life to a tiger
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| Give my last food and water to a strange wayfarer
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| I’m so blessed in this life, I wanna show my gratitude
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| She is so beautiful when she flies, I wanna see her fly high away
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| Who is she? |
| I wanna know
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| Who is she? |
| (My heart is stolen) I wanna know (My heart is stolen)
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| Who is she? |
| (My heart is stolen) I wanna know (My heart is stolen)
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| Who is she? |
| (My heart is stolen) I wanna know (My heart is stolen) |