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| 3:15 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:40 |
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| 3. |
| 5:50 |
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| 4. |
| 5:05 | 
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Meet me darlin', won't you?
I've been waiting for you At my lonesome white table Ready, willing and able Torn in two, beaten and scarred I'll give you my love but not my heart Tattered and worn, battered and bruised I'll give you my love but it won't be true Someday, darlin', maybe You could be my baby Until then I'll be waitin' At my lonesome white table Torn in two, beaten and scarred I'll give you my love but not my heart Tattered and worn, battered and bruised I'll give you my love but it won't be true |
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| 5. |
| 4:27 |
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| 6. |
| 3:58 |
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May the wind be always at your back
And the sun shine warm upon your face May the rains fall soft upon your field Until the day we meet again And the roof that hangs over your head Find you shelter from the storm Before the devil knows you're dead May you be in heaven, my friend May good luck find you at your worst And bad love lose you at your best May your days be rich and full of wealth And your nights be long when you need rest And the roof that hangs over your head Find you shelter from the storm Before the devil knows you're dead May you be in heaven, my friend And the road, may it rise to meet your feet And be downhill all the way to your door May the grass below be green and the sky above be blue May it be so forever more And the roof that hangs over your head Find you shelter from the storm Before the devil knows you're dead May you be in heaven, my friend |
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| 3:14 |
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| 8. |
| 4:05 |
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| 9. |
| 4:28 |
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| 10. |
| 4:22 |
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| 11. |
| 8:05 |
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In the German sky there once was a plane
It carried 71 children and their mothers to Spain Well, this plane was sure somethin' It was full of young Russians Proudly to gander at topics discussin' Now Pete the Swiss was doublin' shifts Jugglin' the iron controlled by his lips Not a minute too soon children fell to their doom Struck dead in the air, orphan a father or two He just laid in the alley Now orphan Vitaly met a young girl, married her quickly Was so damn in love that they had their two kids Had a great job, construction in Spain They were goin' to see Papa from Caucasus mountain range Now that damn Swissman crashed them into a plane I will find where he lives, speak to his face With the blood in my eyes, he will see my pain Many weeks passed, for fear of a suit The airline said nothin', Vitaly turned blue For the killin' they done, no apology made Is it 'cause we are Russian you treat us this way? Through a friend that he new Vitaly found Pete He came to his doorstep expectin' to speak But Pete blew him off, threw down the pictures Vi brought Pictures of the 3 most important he lost As the pictures fell down Re-enacting the day Vitaly's eye blackened No human remained Well, so much can be said For a man in his shoes There's no glamour in vengeance There's only this rule That the lives that you lost Can never come back And the deed in return Is worse than the act Blinded by love and the pain of his loss He could not remember the act of assault He awoke in his room all covered in blood The cops they'd come knockin', they knew what he'd done The government leaned Vitaly was free They called him the hero, a man above kings A shadow of man, they were praising his deed He was alone, killed a father of 3 No deed that he did could make him complete It could have been different if only Pete said I'm sorry for killin' the few joys you had But now there's nothin' for Vitaly to do But step off a cliff or hang in the noose Robbed of forgiveness that he could've gave There's no man left to save |
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