Here I go I'm cooking on the run
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The water's boiling over
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Here I go I'm rising with the sun
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Small price to be free
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Here I go I fade into the crowd
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Full of sons and lovers
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I catch no eyes no that is not allowed
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Small price to be free
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I can remember a time and a place
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Nineteen hundred and sixty-three
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I was so young all I wanted was fun
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The world it was smiling back at me
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This was not long to be
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That steam engine train carries my shame
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And in my dreamtime I smell the rain
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Here I go I'm sleeping at the wheel
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Blue men pulls me over
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I tip my hat to my own nerves of steel
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They send me on my way
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Here I go I'm in a strangers land
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The sun is always shining
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Sometimes things don't go as I had planned
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Small price to be free
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I know that I am not long for this world
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The reaper came calling on me
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I just pretended that no one was home
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There's still some things I have to see
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Before I feel free
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To step on that train feeling no pain
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And in my dreamtime I still smell the rain
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Can I hear some knockin' at my door
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Now don't say it's all over
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Can I pay for just a little more
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Small price to be free
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Small Price To Be Free
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| Colin Hay |
