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By Mason Jennings, Pardon me my dear, you've gone straight to my head
It's
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By Mason Jennings, Well, she told me let's stay out late
Stay out late,
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By Mason Jennings, Well, all the dreams have gone from my worried mind
Ain't
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By Mason Jennings, We could sit beneath the evening
And let the day turn
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By Mason Jennings, Hollow-body, bones and shoes
You can never get back what you
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By Mason Jennings, It might have been some other story
Our book must have
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By Mason Jennings, Isabella, Isabella, don't you turn me down
I've been knockin' on
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By Mason Jennings, There's no street lamps on the road I take
I'm not
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By Mason Jennings, Last night the willows stopped weeping
And everything sat hushed and
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By Mason Jennings, Well she's sitting on the edge of my bed
Taking her
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By Mason Jennings, Dark clouds coming, honey we go to the sea
Dark clouds
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By Mason Jennings, October morning, little plane on the forest floor
Up on the
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By Mason Jennings, I took the train up from Illinois
I was followin' through
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By Mason Jennings, After all this useless fighting, after all our schemes
We could
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By Mason Jennings, All day, everyday
I swing my hammer to the metal
On the
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By Mason Jennings, There you said it, it slipped out
Now it's out there
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By Mason Jennings, It was bound to happen and it happened today
Life turned
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By Mason Jennings, If I have my way, I'm never gonna leave Lemon
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By Mason Jennings, I woke up at 4:35, still jet lagged from another
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By Mason Jennings, And regardless in the evening
Light is thrown by the setting
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By Mason Jennings, I went into twelve bookstores looking for Ulysses
Mother, well, led
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By Mason Jennings, I go out of my way
To stop and say hello
To
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By Mason Jennings, Dawn breaks across our little room
You're sleeping silently and still
I
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By Mason Jennings, William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he
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By Mason Jennings, Crickets are chirpin' the water is high
There's a soft
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By Mason Jennings, Come, gather 'round, people, wherever you roam
And admit that the
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By Mason Jennings, Well I may not be you and you not me,
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By Mason Jennings, I mistreated my mother
Doubted my brother
Suffered under that
Now that
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By Mason Jennings, I go out of my way
To stop and say hello
To
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By Mason Jennings, Lately the truth is I think of it often
Whenever we're
