| It’s a cold, cold moon out tonight
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| And it’s a cold, cold point on your knife
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| Could I call myself a man if I left by the morning light?
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| And I’d be 40 miles from Denver when you woke up all alone
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| I’d be 40 miles from Denver and three days from my home
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| In that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
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| Ohh, life is better there
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| It’s a lonely road to travel on
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| But I’ve stood here waiting much too long
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| And I’d rather leave this minute than try to carry on
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| And I’d be 40 miles from Denver headed east bound on the track
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| I’d be 40 miles from Denver and trying to get back
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| To that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
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| Ohh, life is better there
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| It’s a cold, cold moon out tonight
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| And it’s a cold, cold point on your knife
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| Could I call myself a man if I left by the morning light?
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| And I’d be 40 miles from Denver when you woke up all alone
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| I’d be 40 miles from Denver and three days from my home
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| In that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
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| Ohh, life is better there (4x) |