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Ian Hunter
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3,000 Miles From HereMeð því að: Ian Hunter |
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(ian hunter)
Fare thee well, gentle maid,
I'll see you on your way;
And the sun will rise tomorrow
And wash my sins away.
For i know that i've abused you
But i only had a day.
And i know that's why you left me
In your own sad little way -
I am gone - disappeared
But i hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.
Some would say you were a loser
'cause you play a loser's game,
But then if i am a winner,
Why then am i so ashamed?
If you hear a young dove crying,
You'll know it's me to blame.
For i never got her number;
I never knew her name.
Now she's gone - disappeared.
But i hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.
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