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I'm one mile away
Coming down from the hill today
With the rain in my eyes and face
Left my home to another place
The fish bowl tips and rolls
And the storm it only grows
I left my name in Rome
I'm going back

I'm walking real late and I'm living with the owls
Dark as the night it should only take an hour
Crawling in and out up and down the tours
Collect the bones I'm Curley Jones

I came back from Rome
With a grave yard worth of bones
A little of mind and soul
I heard its worth of gold
So keep your heart from me
For I am young at sea
A little bite takes the most
From the man
I'm Curley Jones

I'm walking real late and I'm living with owls
Dark as the night it should only take an hour
Crawling in and out up and down the tours
Collect the bones I'm Curley Jones

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