Tom: C
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All of my friends come to see me last night
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I was layin' in my bed and dyin'
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Annie Bonneau, from Saint Angel,
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Say the weather down here, so fine
Just then the wind came squalling through the dark
But who can the weather command
Just want to have a little peace to die
And a friend or two I love at hand
Fever roll up to a hundred and five
Roll on up, gonna roll back down
One more day, I find myself alive
Tomorrow, maybe go beneath the ground
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See here how everything lead up to this day
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And it's just like any other day that's ever been
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Sun goin' up and then, the sun, it goin' down
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Shine through my window and my friends they come around
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Come around, come around
The people might know, but the people don't care
That a man can be as poor as me
Take a look at poor Peter, he's lyin' in pain
Now, let's go run and see
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Run and see.
