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Well, I'm out on the road and the devil's got my soul
And I'm looking for the Lord in New York City
Yeah, I'm out on the run, got some heat, got a gun
If they don't find me soon, it'll be a damn pity
So it's goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
It's so hard to see the truth with the sun in your eyes
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
Oh, there's smoke in the air and there's blood everywhere
Lord, I'm hoping that the white man, well, he don't recognize me
I'm so sorry for what I've done and I say it not in fun
When I tell you that there's no one Lord, left here inside me
And it's goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
It's so hard to see the truth with the sun in your eyes, whoa, yeah
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
So, it's goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
It's so hard to see the truth with the sun in your eyes, whoa, yeah
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries
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