"all hope abandon, ye who enter here"
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said the sign i read that was hanging above her bed
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and the sirens over wailing
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but a man cant ignore the signs
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you gotta keep a good eye
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on the winding road ahead
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and my first sin was a young american girl
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and i spent time 'neath the tressels
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with the punks and the dimestore saints
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kept faith and a switchblade tucked beneath my coat
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and i ran with dirty angels
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slept out in the rain
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we were scared and tired and barely 17
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and my first sin was the fear that made me old
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and i walked down by the shipyards
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near the place where i was born
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saying "ah maria, if you woulda known me when..."
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but she only smiles by the light on the navesink banks
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saying "listen baby i know you now"
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and she steps into the river
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and i just stand by the moon
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thinkin' 'bout a ghost i hear at night
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and she says your first sin was a lie you told yourself
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The Navesink Banks
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| The Gaslight Anthem |
