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Things are changin An I aint lyin Theres much to be said About public cryin I say I cant Open myself You say you can't so put me on a shelf Now and then it begins and when I get started seems we're parted This place is full of folks who write Now for me its gone, tonight Cryin alone Cut me to the bone Not with words Shunned me off alone So ***** you and the horse you rode in on.
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Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 8:59 PM UTC
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Things are changin An I aint lyin Theres much to be said About public cryin I say I cant Open myself You say you can't so put me on a shelf Now and then it begins and when I get started seems we're parted This place is full of folks who write Now for me its gone, tonight Cryin alone Cut me to the bone Not with words Shunned me off alone So ***** you and the horse you rode in on.
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Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 8:59 PM UTC
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