Seven winter's past and gone
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I once was young and I once was strong
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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Six fine times I've felt my knees
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Buckle to your sweet release
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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Five times tried to conjure you
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A letter or a note or clue
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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And I'm going to tell everybody
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I'm know that I'm glad to see you
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And I'm going to tell everybody
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I'm know that I'm glad to see you
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Even though you're comin' home
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In a box of cedar
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For four years you courted I
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Your raven hair, your brittle bride
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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Three more times I tried to find - a
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Lover to match your sweet kind
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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And I'm going to tell everybody
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I'm know that I'm glad to see you
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And I'm going to tell everybody
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I'm know that I'm glad to see you
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Even though you're come and gone
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In a box of cedar
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[sing-song]
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What am I to fill these rooms
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I make it want the drone of doom
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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Southern winter's past and gone
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I once was young and I once was strong
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Shall I be
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I'll be
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I'll be
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Box Of Cedar
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Marissa Nadler |