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Must've been Fforces, that took me on them Bbwild courses
Who knows how many pFoses, that I've been Cin
But them the main cFlosest, hark! it gives Bbmeaning Mine
I cannot really Fpost this, ah fCeel the sFigns
I worried about rDmain and I worried bout Flightning
But I watched them Dmoff, to the lAmight of the morningC
Marking the slFope, slung lCow in the hiFghlands
Where the dBbays have no numbersC
If it's hFarmed, it's harmed me, it'lEdiml harm, I let it iFn
Oh, the old mFodus: out to be lBbeading live
Said, comes the old pFonens, demit to Cstrive
A word about GFnosis: it ain't gonna Bbbuy the groceries
Or middle-out lFocusts, or wCeigh to fFind
I worry about sDmhame, and I worry bout aF worn path
And I wander Dmoff, justAm to come back Chome
Turning to wFaltz, hold hCigh in the lFowlands
Cause the dBbays have no numbersC
It haFrms me, it harms me, it Edimharms like a Flamb
So I can deFpose this, partial to the Bbbleeding vines
Suppose you can't Fhold shit. how high I've bCeen
What a river don't Fknow is: to climb out and Bbheed a line
To slow among Froses, or sCtay behFind
I've been to that gDmrove
Where no matter the Fsource is
And I walked it Dmoff: how longAm I'd lastC
Sore-ring to cFope, whole bCand on the cFanyon
Cause the Bbdays have no numbersC
Well it Fharms it harms me it Edimharms, I'll let it iFn
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