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Like a Fbird, on a Cwire, like a Fdrunk in a midnight Bbchoir. I have Ftried in my Cways to be Fsus4free. F Like a Ffish, on a Chook, like a Fknight in some old fashioned Bbbook. I have Fsaved all my Cribbons for Fsus4thee. F
And if BbI, if I have been unFkind. I just Gmhope you, will let it go Fby. And if BbI, if I have been unFtrue. I just Gmhope you know, it was never to Cyou.
Like a Fbaby, stillCborn, like a Fbeast with his Bbhorn. I have Ftorn everyCone who reached out to Fsus4me. F But I Fswear,by this Csong,and by Fall that I have done Bbwrong. FI'll make it Call up to Fsus4thee. F
I saw a Bbyoung man, leaning on his wooden Fcrutch. He called Gmout to me, don't ask for so Fmuch. And a Bbyoung woman, leaning in her darkened Fdoor. She cried Gmout to me, hey why not ask for Cmore.
Like a Fbird, on a Cwire, like a Fdrunk in a midnight Bbchoir. I have Ftried in my Cways to be Bbfree. F