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So many sunsets I've lost
Drinking the old lady's wash
Ned laid down on the train tracks last night
That old drunk pissed away his whole life

And he aint comin' back
When you're dead it's a fact
But I aint gonna waste no more days after this, NO

Please, Free me from the things I cannot change and let me be

Tell the preacher I started the fire
Tell the devil, I can't live his lie
And Ned's never comin' back

Brushed through the wheat fields so tall
Grazing the hearts of my palms
Whispered secrets escape in the wind
In them lies where my troubles begin

And I can't take it back
When it's done it's a fact
But I aint gonna waste no more days after this
To think of the delicate things I have missed, NO

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