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“The seadogs have all sailed their ships
into the docks of dawn
while the sirens sit and comb their hair
and twiddle with their thumbs
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“I’m not a rat to be spat on locked up in this room
those bars that look towards the sun
at night look towards the moon
everyday the swallows play in the clouds of love
make me wish that I had wings take me high above
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“I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
no, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
well, I wake in the morning
fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
that are drivin’ me insane
it’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
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“I can’t understand
she let go of my hand
an’ left me here facing the wall
I’d sure like t’ know
why she did go
but I can’t get close t’ her at all
though we kissed through
the wild blazing nighttime
she said she would never forget
but now mornin’s clear
it’s like I ain’t here
she just acts like we never have met
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“Crimson flames tied through my ears
rollin’ high and mighty traps
pounced with fire on flaming roads
using ideas as my maps
– We’ll meet on edges, soon -, said I
proud ’neath heated brow
ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now