This journey started slow and free
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And ended wrapped around a tree
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Just like my self pity tangled in
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the willow weeds
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As high as right up to my knees
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While scratching at the fleas
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She is handsome she is pretty
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She's the queen and I'm two jacks shitty
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With our way the less traveled roads
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And filthy ferry boats and filthy overcoat
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Counted on the fields to be far away
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from home and close to me
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And the castles and sea
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You can bet the city wind is going
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to sting your eyes
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When you forget to use the telephone
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And the sleet the snow the rain and
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clich?long good-byes
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When you got to leave her all alone
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I'm not sure how well I am
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I know exactly where I stand with you
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hand in hand
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Place your head on the pillow please
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There's one of our two hearts diseased
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That one belongs to me
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She is handsome she is pretty
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She's the queen and I'm two jacks shitty
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Two Jacks Shitty
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Swingin' Utters |