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July, July!
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There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
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And how it green grows there
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And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
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And it's careful and it's careful when I'm there
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And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
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And he was gut-shot runnin' gin
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And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
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And how he held 'em, how he held 'em, held 'em in
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And the water rolls down the drain
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(Water rolls down the drain)
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The water rolls down the drain
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(Water rolls down the drain)
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Oh, what a lonely thing in a lonely drain
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July, July, July, it never seemed so strange
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July, July, July, it never seemed so
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It never seemed so strange
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This is the story of the road that goes to my house
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And what goes there do remain
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And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
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And the chickens how they rattle chicken chains
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And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
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Though the specifics might be vague
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And I'll say your camisole was sprightly light magenta
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When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
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And the water rolls down the drain
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(Water rolls down the drain)
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The blood rolls down the drain
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(Water rolls down the drain)
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Oh, what a lonely thing in a blood red drain
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July, July, July, it never seemed so strange
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July, July, July, it never seemed so
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It never seemed so strange, it never seemed so strange
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It never seemed so strange, it never seemed so strange
The Decemberists - July, July! (from Ca...
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