Prig

Tom: G

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 All the hand and other land, 
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 And all I've done to get along. 
                                                        
 All the still unopened mail, 
                   C                         G          
 Made me harder than the ground. 
                                                        
 All that fire illuminate, 
                  C                                     
 It left me miles from anywhere. 
                               D                        
 Hiding over there. 
                                                        
 Even what I can't see. 
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 I could find in anyone. 
                                                       
 As long as their in there. 
                  G                                     
 I will never fail..........