Tom: A
Introdução:
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Come gather round me children, a story I will tell
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I've been around since Jesus met the woman at the well
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I've walked these roads ten thousand years, I'm a ragtime millionaire
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I'm the rake and the ramblin saint. I am the man from God knows where
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Oh, they hung me in Downpatrick, up near St.Patrick's tomb
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But my ghost rose up in the peat fire smoke toward the rising of the moon
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Now as I drift through your villages, all the maidens stop and stare
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"There goes old Tom, the vagabond, he's the man from God knows where"
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So it's rise up all you ancestors, and dance upon your graves
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I've come to hear your voices, now, so maybe I'll be saved
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Cursed are we who forget the past, but pray and don't despair
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My song might haunt your dreams tonight, I'm the man from God knows where
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I've slept beneath your bridges, near your oil refineries
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I've gambled on your river boats, Shenandoah Kanakee
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I'm the homeless lad, I'm an orphan child, leaves of grass sewn through my hair
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Yeah, me and old Walt Whitman, we're the men from God knows where
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I've rode the rods on steam trains with a banjo on my knee
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While the voice of Stephen Foster, whisperd songs to me
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Of the storefront church and the chain gang choir Black sorrow filled the air
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Then Stephen died on a doss house floor, like a man from God knows where
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I've heard the sound of Indian drums I've heard the bugles blow
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Before they re'wrote history, into a Wild West Show
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My kin sailed toward America, to steal their Indian ground
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They passed Bill Cody's circus ships, European bound
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So lock up all your daughters, your whiskey and your gold
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I have come to claim my bounty, for the lies that I've been told
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And as I look out on this crowd tonight, I see most of you don't care
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Come lift your glass, reveal your past, to the man from God knows where