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Davy's on the road againwearin' different clothes again Davy's turnin' handsout downto keep his pockets cleanall his goods are sold againhis word's as good as sold again Sezif you see jean now ask herplease - to pity me. Jean and Iwe moved alongsince the day - down in the hollowwhen the mind went driftin' onand the feet were soon to follow. Davy's on the road againwearin' different clothes again Davy's turnin' handsout downto keep his pockets clean. Sayin' his goodbye again Sezif you see Jean now ask herplease - to pity me. Downtown in the big town Yonna set you back on your heelswith a mouth full of memorieshad a lot of stickers for my windshieldshut the door cut the light Davy won't be home tonightyou can wait till the dawn rolls inyou won't see your Davy again.la ú{.[ s u ¼¾ÀÚû4R t ?¬Èì/1K l ??¦Àâø4S| & Ouml;µÚúú?ú Arial
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