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he used to play mouth organin a folk club they called the lady janeall the sounds as his friends and he would hollersongs of love and songs of painthere wasn't much that he could use his time forso he used to practice everydayand play the mouth organ the blues and hard lucksomeday soon I'm gonna break awayhe used to listen to the bells of st marysas they would echo through those early daysand sometimes even now he thinks that he still hears themalthough they're but a thousand miles awayand so he came into this crazy businessand do you know the stars all fell his wayand he became another rock and roll troubadorand threw the mouth organ far awayand so he listens to the bells of st marysand so their echo haunts him every dayso clear that he could reach out and touch themalthough they're but a thousand miles awayalthough they're but a thousand miles away
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