Answer
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When
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I
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was
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six
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years
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old
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I
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broke
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my
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leg
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I
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was
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running
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from
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my
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brother
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and
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his
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friends
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And
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tasted
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the
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sweet
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perfume
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of
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the
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mountain
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grass
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I
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rolled
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down
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I
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was
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younger
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then,
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take
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me
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back
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to
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when
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I
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Found
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my
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heart
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and
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broke
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it
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here
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Made
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friends
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and
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lost
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them
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through
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the
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years
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And
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I've
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Answer
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not
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seen
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the
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roaring
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fields
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in
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so
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long,
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I
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know
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I've
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grown
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But
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I
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can't
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wait
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to
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go
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home
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I'm
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on
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my
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way
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Driving
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at
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90
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down
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those
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country
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lanes
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Singing
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to
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"Tiny
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Dancer"
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And
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I
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miss
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the
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way
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you
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make
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me
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feel,
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and
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it's
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real
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We
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watched
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the
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sunset
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over
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the
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Castle
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on
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the
|
Hill
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Fifteen
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years
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Answer
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old
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and
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smoking
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hand
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rolled
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cigarettes
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Running
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from
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the
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law
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through
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the
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backfields
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and
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getting
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drunk
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with
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my
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friends
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Had
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my
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first
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kiss
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on
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a
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Friday
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night,
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I
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don't
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reckon
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I
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did
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it
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right
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But
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I
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was
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younger
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then,
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take
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me
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back
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to
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when
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We
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found
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weekend
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jobs
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when
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we
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got
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paid
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We'd
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buy
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cheap
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spirits
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and
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Answer
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drink
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them
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straight
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Me
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and
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my
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friends
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have
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not
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thrown
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up
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in
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so
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long,
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oh
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how
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we've
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grown
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But
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I
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can't
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wait
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to
|
go
|
home
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I'm
|
on
|
my
|
way
|
Driving
|
at
|
90
|
down
|
those
|
country
|
lanes
|
Singing
|
to
|
"Tiny
|
Dancer"
|
And
|
I
|
miss
|
the
|
way
|
you
|
make
|
me
|
feel,
|
and
|
it's
|
real
|
We
|
watched
|
the
|
sunset
|
over
|
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Answer
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the
|
Castle
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on
|
the
|
Hill
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Over
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the
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Castle
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on
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the
|
Hill
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Over
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the
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Castle
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on
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the
|
Hill
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One
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friend
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left
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to
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sell
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clothes
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One
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works
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down
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by
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the
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coast
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One
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had
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two
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kids
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but
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lives
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alone
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One's
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brother
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overdosed
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One's
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already
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on
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his
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second
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wife
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One's
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just
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barely
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getting
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by
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But
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these
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people
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raised
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me
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and
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I
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Answer
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can't
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wait
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to
|
go
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home
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And
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I'm
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on
|
my
|
way,
|
I
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still
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remember
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these
|
old
|
country
|
lanes
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When
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we
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did
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not
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know
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the
|
answers
|
And
|
I
|
miss
|
the
|
way
|
you
|
make
|
me
|
feel,
|
it's
|
real
|
We
|
watched
|
the
|
sunset
|
over
|
the
|
Castle
|
on
|
the
|
Hill
|
Over
|
the
|
Castle
|
on
|
the
|
Hill
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Over
|
the
|
Castle
|
on
|
the
|
Hill
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