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I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine
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Could've been the Willie Nelson, could've been the wine
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When I left your house this morning
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It was a little after nine
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It was in Bobcaygeon I saw the constellations
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Reveal themselves one star at a time

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Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind
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I thought of maybe quitting
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Thought of leaving it behind
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Went back to bed this morning
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And as I'm pulling down the blind
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The sky was dull and hypothetical
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And falling one cloud at a time

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That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors
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Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
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Til the men they couldn't hang
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Stepped to the mic and sang
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And their voices rang with that Aryan twang

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I got to your house this morning just a little after nine
In the middle of that riot
Couldn't get you off my mind

So I'm at your house this morning
Just a little after nine

Cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves one star at a time.