It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a side of us we're walking on.
It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a short life and now it's gone.
Now it's gone.
Now it's gone.
Now won't you come
to me?
Won't you set
me free?
It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a saddled seat that keeps on rolling.
It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a dirty wind that keeps on blowing.
Keeps on blowing.
Keeps on blowing.
Now won't you come
to me?
Won't you
set me free?
It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a saddled song we keep on singing.
It's a stakehold what we're living in.
It's a saddled road we keep on walking.
Keep on walking.
Keep on walking.
Now won't you come
to me?
Won't you set
me free?
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