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In the year of the when starvation
And black raged across the land
There were many by their hunger
To set for the Americas

In search of a new life and a new
Oh but there were that couldn't cope
And they their life in search of
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The old prospector he makes it to the four lane
His old compadre, he lays dead in the
With hands he cries, Are you going my way?
The people passing by seem to understand

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Broken Joe just in a gutter
He's as low as any man can be
He calls for but they'll only serve him water
The bartender say, We don't sympathy

He a strange story about his father
How Sunday mornings they'd go down to the church on the
As time grows older his thoughts grow younger
It is his to search no longer

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The vulture on top of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show knows someone is going to fall
Just near the part where the beautiful dancing tightrope
that the safety net isn't there at all

Down he swoops with claws to take her
Razor sharp so is she mauled
Oh my God, is there no one who can her?
In steps the fox to thunderous

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