Mozambique
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Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
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Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
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Always on the outside of whatever side there was
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When they asked him why it had to be that way,
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"Well," he answered, "just because."
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.Bb Ab Eb Bb I married Isis on the fifth day of May, But I could not hold on to her very long. So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong. I came to a high place of darkness and light. The dividing line ran through the center of town. I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down. A man in the corner approached me for a match. I knew right away he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"
|: Am F Am F :| Am F Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Am F Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. Am F She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Am F Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" C F Here comes the story of the Hurricane, C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For somethin' that he never done. Dm C Em Am
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You angel you
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You got me under your wing.
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The way you walk and the way you talk
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I feel I could almost sing.
You angel you
You're as fine as anything's fine.
I just want to watch you talk with your
memory on my mind
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You know I can't sleep at night for trying
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Yes I never did feel this way before,
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On a night like this
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So glad you came around,
Hold on to me so tight
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And heat up some coffee grounds.
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We got much to talk about
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And much to reminisce,
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It sure is right
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On a night like this.
On a night like this
So glad you've come to stay
Hold on to me, pretty miss
Say you'll never go away to stray.
Run your fingers down my spine
Bring me a touch of bliss
It sure feels right
On a night like this.
On a night like this
I can't get any sleep,
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I've just reached a place
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Where the willow don't bend.
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There's not much more to be said
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It's the top of the end.
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I'm going,
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I'm going,
Dm
I'm gone.
I'm closin' the book
On the pages and the text
And I don't really care
What happens next.
I'm just going,
I'm going,
I'm gone.
I been hangin' on threads,
I been playin' it straight,
Now, I've just got to cut loose
Before it gets late.
So I'm going,
I'm going,
I'm gone.
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