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| 5:28 | 
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Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, He said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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| 2. |
| 3:14 | 
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| 3. |
| 2:54 |
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| 4. |
| 2:09 |
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| 5. |
| 2:57 |
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| 6. |
| 3:28 |
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| 7. |
| 4:30 |
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| 8. |
| 2:51 |
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| 9. |
| 3:56 |
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i carry all i need in a basket of a needless sorrow road. that is heavy from awaiting on what is always tomorrow. have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. have a distance left to go has come far too much for me you know. out of reach for me. ooooh . if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying. if you'd give me a (?) i could hold back my crying,
have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying? |
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| 10. |
| 4:37 |
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