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In the days of my youth I as told what it means to be a man
Now I've reached that age I try to do all those things the best I can
No matter how I try I find my way to the same old jam
Good times bad times you know I've had my share
When my woman left home with a one-eyed man and I still don't as could be
It only took a couple af days till she was rid of me
She swore that she would be all mine, love me till the end
When I whispered in her ear, I lost another friend
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