All of my friends come to see me last night
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I was laying in my bed and dying
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Annie Bonneau from St. Angel
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Say the weather down here so fine
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Just then the wind came squalling through the dark
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But who can the weather command?
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Just wanna have a little peace to die
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And a friend or two I love at hand
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Solo over Progression
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Fever roll up to a hundred and five
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Roll on up, gonna roll back down
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One more day I find myself alive
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Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground
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See here how everything lead up to this day
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And it's just like any other day that's ever been
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Sun going up and then the sun going down
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Shine through my window
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and my friends they come around
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Come around, come around
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The people might know but the people don't care
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That a man could be as poor as me
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Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain
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Now let's go run and see, run and see
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Run and see, run, run and see and see
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