| You should be glad
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| You should be happy to be alive
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| You should be glad
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| You should be happy
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| My blood runs through your veins
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| Another stormy night up in Memphis
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| A band of black clouds rides overhead
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| Slept seven days and nights on an old greyhound dog
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| Came limping in to Union Station
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| Now that I have had my fun
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| It’s good to be back again
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| We finally found the place in time
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| To call our own
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| She is uncontrollable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| She is inconsolable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| We don’t have to do this
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| We just walk away from here
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| You should be glad
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| You should be happy to be alive
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| You should be glad
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| You should be happy
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| That the day is new
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| I was dreaming we were floating down the Natchez Trace
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| Our angels were falling in
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| I saw the outline of a spirit sliding cross the river
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| Laughing at cracks about the devil’s backbone
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| Walking in the haze, Sunday’s Independence Day
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| Another good excuse for a celebration
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| We sang songs of liberty
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| Kind of takes the sting out of occupation
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| Now that I have had my fun
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| It’s good to be back again
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| We finally found the time and place
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| To call our own
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| She is uncontrollable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| She is inconsolable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| But you don’t have to do this
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| Just walk away from here
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| She is uncontrollable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| She is inconsolable
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| Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
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| You should be glad
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| (You should be happy)
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| You should be glad
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| (You should be happy)
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| You should be glad
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| (You should be happy)
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| You should be glad
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| (You should be happy) |