Twice apon a time
In the valley of the tears
An auctioneer
Let's go down to where it's clean
To see the time
Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car
Thinkin' that
Don't take the wrong direction passing through,
Instead of deep reflection
Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my
Goner build myself a castle
High up in the clouds.
There'll be
Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you
When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano
Spent
Dreaming about my love.
You bring me joy and hours of
From four until late I was wringing my hands and
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free
I
chorus
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
A mother was washing her baby one night,
The youngest of
Driving in my car, smoking my cigar,
The only time
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