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By The Walkabouts, The season has come
When nothing gets done
Save copycat
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By The Walkabouts, A crooked road on a country mile
The widow walks
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By The Walkabouts, Fair young maiden
All in the garden
Strange young man
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By The Walkabouts, Why we can't fake it you won't ever say
Both
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By The Walkabouts, Liars left their roost last night
I heard it from
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By The Walkabouts, I waited all day
And it seemed like one day
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By The Walkabouts, I come from nowhereI was nowhere boundnever once believedthis was
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By The Walkabouts, tongue tied, said my prayers20 years or moreseems like yesterdayhung
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By The Walkabouts, It's breathin' timeIn Christmas Valleyherons fly by nightand crash into
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By The Walkabouts, painted so many townspainted them up and downdown to the
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By The Walkabouts, Every morn at sven o'clockThere's twenty terriers drilling on the
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By The Walkabouts, I can still rememberthe coat I wore that dayyellow as
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By The Walkabouts, In a trailer park with hungry dogsEat stolen breadWith stolen
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By The Walkabouts, The city's shiverin'Shivers in the heatThat we call summertimeAnd I'm
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By The Walkabouts, Streaks of lightOn the graveyard walkYour bright star was crashin'Crashin'
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By The Walkabouts, Bang out the night songon an old kettle drumdon't ask
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By The Walkabouts, Harbour lights will change your plansMore than judge or jury
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By The Walkabouts, This is where it startsThis is... where it stopsAnd when
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By The Walkabouts, Said this was our townThe joke it was on usWe
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By The Walkabouts, Dressed in jealous clothesShe drove to the black holeOut past
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By The Walkabouts, Been a lot of rain out thereRainin' blindSummer's comin' slow
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By The Walkabouts, It was the dirty end of winterAlong the loom of
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By The Walkabouts, Way up north, my love lies sleepin'Her lonely grave, beneath
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By The Walkabouts, The nightbirds stumble inLike broken pendulumsThe nightbirds stumble inFlown from
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By The Walkabouts, Check the main road one more time.Check the main road
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By The Walkabouts, If the wild-bird could speakHe'd tell of places you have
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By The Walkabouts, How can you tell me how much you miss meWhen
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By The Walkabouts, When you burn your kingdomThrough the ashes I will comeI
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By The Walkabouts, Gathered by the riversidethe current pulls 100 yearseach waysavin' souls
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By The Walkabouts, How many times have you heard someone say"If I had