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Just leave all your things
Believe me my dead
The horses approach, the cavalry's close
There's no place for you here

Ride through the day
Under light as it fades
Just follow the scent of steel and cement
Where the rich man is made

I'm no perfect stranger, i'm a man you can trust
So what i will offer, i'll offer just once

When you get to the city
Raise the men from their sleep
Tell them 1000 strong
They're as wide as they're long
And they're coming in deep

From the horizon they swing
They curse and they sing
In all manner of clothes
From their heads to their toes
You couldn't dream such a thing

I'm no perfect stranger, i'm a man you can trust
So what i will offer, i'll offer just once

If i don't make it home
If i don't make it home
Let another wear my clothes
Burn all my things, you don't need what i own

Lorelei, lorelei, lorelei let me drift in your soul

Oh honey take the salt from your tears
And put them back in the ocean again
I'll be waiting in a place somewhere
And you may come wandering in
And your wild green eyes will take me back to where we began

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