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HURT lyrics : "1331"

A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot
'Cause he loaded it up
when I was there to buy some strings

Certain times like these
Mean everything to me


Tommy looked up at his novelty clock
He stopped and locked up the
shop to play a piece

He turned and talked to me
'Till I would have to leave


He said "young boy you gotta let it fly
there's a song in your lung
and a dream in your eye

don't you beg for prayer when
there's so much more
You can dream the whole damn store

There be many a night when
you can't find food
From the long road home to the hotel room

But don't forget that I
always believed in you"


Good on you boy Good on me
Good on you


A cigarette shock to the marigold pot
As they wished me good luck
I shut the door and crossed the street

Every couple weeks
I would check in just to see
To dish up in the shock

With the telephone up
Put my cigarette, cough
And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"

And not believe
That Tommy had to leave


Hey there boy go ahead and fly
Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky
I won't forget that you always believed in me

'Cause many a night when I can't find food
Take a look at me now man
I'm playing my tunes

I won't forget you
'Cause you were good to me


Good on you, boy
Hell, good on me
But good on you

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