| I saw you at the railway station
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| There had been a cancellation
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| You were smoking cigarettes alone
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| I walked up and said 'Hello
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| I lost my wife two days ago.'
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| You shook my hand and said Francis was your name
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| And you had a hat
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| And I had a hat
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| Mmm, we both had hats
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| And my wife was dead
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| And your wife was dead
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| 'Shit happens,' Francis said
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| Francis said, 'It's five o’clock
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| How about we find a rock
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| And throw it at some cars from the bridge?'
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| I laughed and said, 'That sounds like fun."
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| We walked into the setting sun
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| And Francis said, 'I'm aiming at the kids.'
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| And he threw a rock
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| So I threw a rock
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| We both put some gravel in a sock
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| And he threw the sock
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| I said we should stop
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| He smiled at me then threw a rock in a sock
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| We snuck down to the local farm
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| And there we opened up the barn
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| To set the horses free and watch them run
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| The moon was extra bright that night
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| The horses in the pale moonlight
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| 'Watch this' Francis said
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| And pulled his gun
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| He shot a horse
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| So I shot a horse
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| Francis choked a chicken with his hands
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| But watching them die
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| We started to cry
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| 'I'm bored,' Francis said. |
| 'Let's steal a car.'
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| Oh Margaret, oh Margaret, don’t you worry bout me now
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| I’m doing just fine on my own
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| There are other things to life than your soft skin against mine
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| And Francis is helping me move on
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| I’m moving on
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| Life’s a bitch, a wise man said
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| No matter what you end up dead
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| And all that you can wish for is a friend
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| So pour another glass of wine
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| With Francis' shoulder touching mine
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| I’ll stay right here until the bitter end
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| And you have a hat
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| And I have a hat
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| Mmm, we both have hats
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| And your wife is dead
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| And my wife is dead
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| 'Here's to life,' Francis said
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| 'Here's to life,' Francis said
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| 'Here's to life,' Francis said |