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Текст песни Sundays - Joy

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the Lone Ranger sold his wardrobethe Lone Ranger sold his bad dogwell you saw himand you can`t hardly know`cause times changeI knowon some days he`s more than humbleyet on some days he`s cold and mad, mad as hellwell you saw himand you can`t hardly know[he`s/it`s] so strangewell I, I know[lost legs and gold in wartime][and lost legs and gold and we`re all running out]well you saw him[but even] you can`t hardly know[he`s/it`s] so strangewell I, I knowjoy, joy, joy [run, run and run on, on][joyful yells]joy, joy, joy [run, run and run on, on][joyful yells]joy, joy, joy [run, run and run on, on]

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