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You're stumblin' through the door to your room
You smell of liquor and a sweet perfume
You're using words like hope and truth
You pray someone will find you
When you go, honey, don't look back
Throw on your coat and light a cigarette
When you go, don't bother to tip your cap
'Cause it's your God-given right to be free
You've been lost in the halls of your heart
You find peace between the cemetary walls
And when you walk, you walk alone
Prayin' no one will find you
When you go, honey, don't look back
Throw on your coat and light a cigarette
When you go, don't bother to tip your cap
'Cause it's your God-given right to be free
You can reap from the life you chose
Bury your heart between the cracks on the road
Watch it spring up when the ground is froze
Buried is your soul
When you go, oh honey, don't look back
Throw on your coat, and light a cigarette
And when you go, don't bother to tip your cap
'Cause it's your God-given right to be free
Yes, it's your God-given right to be free
Yes, it's your God-given right
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