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why don’t you come to your senses ? |
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You been out ridin’ fences |
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I know that you got your reasons, |
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These things that are pleasin’ you |
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Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds boy, |
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She’ll beat you if she’s able, |
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You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet |
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Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon |
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But you only want the ones you can’t get |
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oh you ain’t gettin’ no younger, |
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Your pain and your hunger, |
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And freedom, oh, freedom, that’s just some people talkin’ |
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Your prison is walkin’ through this world all alone |
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Don’t your feet get cold in the winter? |
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The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine |
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It’s hard to tell the night time from the day |
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You’re losin’ all your highs and lows |
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Ain’t it funny how the feelin’ goes away |
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why don’t you come to your senses |
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Come down from your fences, |
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but there’s a rainbow above you |
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You better let somebody love you, |
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You better let somebody love you before it’s too |
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