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Woorden: John Prine. Killing The Blues.

Leaves were falling ..Just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on fire
Burning just like a moonbeam ...in our eyes

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Somebody said they saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the Blues

I am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is nothing
Sadder than losing .. yourself in love

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Now, you ask me Just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I need to
You want me to find ..what I've already had

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