 | Who Was Changed & Who Was Dead (Bonus CD) (2 Titles) |
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By John Wesley Harding, It's so easly to forgo, so hard to forget So hard
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By John Wesley Harding, When I ask you where you've been You look suicidal One day
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By John Wesley Harding, In the heat of the day When the sun shines so
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By John Wesley Harding, Tonight the clocks go backwards And it's snowing at home And we're
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By John Wesley Harding, I'm a quiet guy, lead a quiet life Got a quiet
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By John Wesley Harding, I was born with a coathanger in my mouth Oh yeah,
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By John Wesley Harding, Negative love Skeptical lies beneath the frown Negative love You're always putting other
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By John Wesley Harding, Feel free to leave the tap on my phone When I
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By John Wesley Harding, NOTHING AT ALL I give you everything you wanted I give you
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By John Wesley Harding, There's nothing that's better at all That's better than the sound
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By John Wesley Harding, Could they call your name much louder Those sirens on
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By John Wesley Harding, He got shafted in Bradford for his out of date
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By John Wesley Harding, I lost my job on friday, I went drinking to
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By John Wesley Harding, Maybe you're insecure Neck deep in life's manure Maybe your heart's impure Inured
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By John Wesley Harding, I'm here in Philadelphia She got caught down in DC It's a
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By John Wesley Harding, Everything's changed and it's all for the best And it's all
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By John Wesley Harding, Yesterday he was walking through the park On the way back
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By John Wesley Harding, People love to watch you die And wonderful to tell People you
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By John Wesley Harding, At night, he sits alone and he's looking at the
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By John Wesley Harding, Poor heart What to do? Dim the light There's no respite For you Poor
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By John Wesley Harding, I was standing on a corner kicking my heels Had my
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By John Wesley Harding, Sometimes I look into your eyes I'm trying to see the
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By John Wesley Harding, (an outtake that will surface somewhere, at some point...) The beadle
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By John Wesley Harding, Well your voice grips me tight like fingers Takes hold of
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By John Wesley Harding, Yesterday we were the best of friends Today we can't get
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By John Wesley Harding, He's done it all a million times The gags, the repartee,
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By John Wesley Harding, When it's time to pack your bags When everything appears as
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By John Wesley Harding, Well, the power of the bullet is fascinating They're polishing the
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By John Wesley Harding, Some things look hard and then they're not Like getting on
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By John Wesley Harding, They say that the dead live forever And round here well
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