I was high
left blowin' in the wind
I was golden
I was yours
And I fall
on down down down
I'll be bro-o-ken
A hundred lives
beyond tradition
Please make sure that it's your own
To find yourself, oh, lost again
One last time, oh oh
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verse 2
I may never do you proud
That's the case
and I know I'm to blame
If I'm never
gon' do you proud
Well, I'm sorry, shun the name
Uh Uh Uh
Uh Uh Uh
verse 3
And I fall on
down, down, down
I'll be bro-o-ken
Bridge
And I miss your garden jeans
On the bones beneath the beams
G * Dadd4
I must never waste these
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