Take a trip take a ride
Through Darktown don't be shy
Gather
There are many friends that I once knew
Who felt the
Like an arrow in the night
Like an arrow by the
Don't want a picture
To pin upon my wall,
Just want someone
Underneath a sailing moon
Lemon lime ginger soft glow
Scale the woodland
Take these pearls from an oyster shell
From the depths of
History's a vinyl record stuck in a groove
A hundred warring
The mantle of attainment
Weighs heavy on his shoulders
Guided by a
Yes, I'm such a simple man,
Just book me on the
A gypsy compliment for (kneel down)
The scent of tyranny's daughter
Find me ninety miles from Cuba
In a land that
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