Trapeze
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A little pink dress, hanging by her knees
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Just overhead on the old trapeze
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In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round
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One of these nights the old girl's going down
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Hallelujah, the old girl's going down
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She started with us on the back of a horse
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Just seventeen and already divorced
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She took to the air with the greatest of ease
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Like she was born to be gliding on the old trapeze
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Some people don't care if they live or they die
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Some people want to know what it feels like to fly
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They gather their courage and give it a try
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Gather their courage and they give it a try
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Some guy broke her heart and how her heart it did ache
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So she went to the tent of the lady of the snakes
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Who gave her a potion and she drank it in
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After that her heart never ached again, her heart never ached again
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Some people don't care if they live or they die
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Some people want to know what it feels like to fly
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They gather their courage and give it a try
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Fall under the wheels of a time gone by
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Little pink dress, hanging by her knees
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Just overhead on the old trapeze
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In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round
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One of these nights the old girl's going down
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One of these nights the old girl's going down
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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Trapeze
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Patty Griffin |