Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
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Once upon a time, a long,
long time ago, there was a man.
He lived in a land called
Plague, in a town of moan and groan, streets filled with sorrow,
and death at your heels, death at your head.
A man was afraid to die
A man was afraid of tomorrow, yeah
So we sat down and thought it over
And he went a little insane
Now what's the use of life these days,
when it hangs on such fine string?
And one big question through his mind,
he just had to know
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Can this be my dying day?
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Will I live tomorrow?
Yeah!
So a man picked up all his money
And took it to a nearby town
Went to see the jet sail
Whose fame had spread around
Fortune teller, tell me
Answer my question, please
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When's to be my dy ing day?
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I'll you handsomely
So the lady rubbed her crystal ball
And man's knees began to shake
When she sang these few words silently,
he thought his nerves would break
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On the seventh hour of the seventh day of the seventh week
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of the seventh month of the seventh year
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Then's to be your dying day
I've seen it crystal clear
So that night at strike of seven
He forgot about food and wine
Man hid away in the cellar and stayed
till the clock struck nine
More than six years passed this way,
man turned into a shadow
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Waiting for his dying day,
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always fearing tomorrow
Yeah!
Well, one day,
this woman could take no more
Something had to be done,
oh, she went
To see the same gypsy lady
That you would a consolation
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You can take my hand
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And you can have my eyes
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And you can have my heart
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You can take my soul, just tell me how to free my man,
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look into your crystal ball.
You can tell man to worry no more
This is how it's going to be
You'll be the one to die first
And I must say,
you look pretty healthy to me
Some woman rushed back, fitted with joy
She was gonna save a man
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Whose mind had drifted far away
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But this was his last chance, yeah
When she got home,
the sun was going down
She stumbled into the cellar
And she told man what she had heard
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And she said, all would be better
But man's face, it turned pale in the dark
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He struck her till her eyes
could no more see
When
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Prim passed by late that night,
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Man was hanging from the big ol' tree, yeah!
Outro 1
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteFm Db Eb Bb
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