It's a hard world to get a break in All the good things have been taken But girl there are ways To make certain things pay Though I'm dressed in these
The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young, when I was young I smoked my first cigarette
Love is a burnin' thing It makes a fire ring Bound by wild desire I fell in to your ring of fire I fell in to that burning ring of fire I went down,
Letter from the county farm, letter from the county farm And the wind it has been blowin' Its been blowin' so strong They're afraid to raise the flag
Baby, do you understand me now Sometimes I feel a little mad But don't you know that no one alive Can always be an angel When things go wrong I seem
I've been here a million years, You know who I am. Sing songs of joy and sorrow, I've not been a sham. I've been in ev'ry country, baby, I've been in
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