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I've been out here for so long riding fences
I don't know what it finally was that brought me to my senses
Was it the cold? Was it the loneliness?
Was it my shame at the sickness of my flesh?
Rebuilding fences is an introspective undertaking
I have to say everything that's on my mind
I can not keep it bottled up inside me
I have to pray, it took me far too long to find out
That my weakness is my testimony
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All my labor was the protest demonstration
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Up in this altitude the cold at night can kill
My fingers got so numb, my body got so chilled
It seeps into your bones and devastates your will
Oh, I'm not the strongest man, no, I'm not the only man
No, I'm not the strongest man that's been broken in those hills
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