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[Verse 1]
I run a lot of miles of life and crime, and mountain climbs and quiting times,
packing that load of lying rhymes and tired jokes and wooden dimes.
I've been everybody's friend, everybody's friend.

[Verse 2]
I could lose my house, I could steal a car,
I could serve two masters, living hard.
Living like a dog in a cage in a yard
with a fist full of cold hard cash that I can't let go.
The devil can't have my soul, the devil can't get your soul,
the devil can't get your soul.

[Chorus]
Hold out your hand, take hold of mine and
then round and round we go.
Don't you want to dance? I'm a dying man
from the moment we began.
Hold out your hand.
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Verse 3]
When the man comes around and the trumpet sounds,
and his number calls, and the moment he falls
in the haunted halls of man, he will understand.
He will comprehend. He will not pretend.
He will not pretend.


[Verse 4]
When the rain don't fall, and the river don't run,
and the wind takes orders from the blazing sun.
And the devil don’t break for the fiery snake,
and you’ve had about as goddamned much as you could take.
The devil don't take a break. That devil don't take a break.
The devil don't take no break.

[Chorus]
Hold out your hand, take hold of mine and
then round and round we go.
Don't you want to dance? I'm a dying man
from the moment we began.
Hold out your hand.
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Bridge]
Well he came to my door to sell me the fear
with some cameras and bullets and tension
and here is a license for killing your own native son
for a careless mistake and a fake plastic gun?
Deliver your brother from violence and greed,
for the mountains lay down for your faith like a seed.
A morning is coming of silver and light,
there will be color and language
and nobody wanting to fight.
What a glorious sight.
What a glorious sight.
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Chorus]
Hold out your hand, take hold of mine and
then round and round we go.
Don't you want to dance? I'm a dying man
from the moment we began.
Hold out your hand.
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

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