I’m weary and I’m staying up late
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And the rain hits my roof so hard
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You know I’m no longer thirty
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These days I’m happy to play
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One or two hands of cards
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I hate flies in the kitchen buzzing
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Disturbing the peace I’ve found
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Fortune and fame is so fleeting
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These days I’m happy to say
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I’m amazed that I’m still around
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And the weight of the world is off my back
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When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
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Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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Happy today, happy to play
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With the weight of the world off of my back
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Humidity hangs like a curtain
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Oh, it fogs up my glasses sometimes
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You know I’ve still got my eyesight
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These days I’m happy to see
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A sunset instead of a line
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And the weight of the world is off my back
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When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
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Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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Happy today, happy to play
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With the weight of the world off of my back
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There’s a long list of names
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That I don’t recall
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Even though my memory’s good
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The rain washed away
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The lemons and weeds
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When the weight of the world weighed more than it should
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I hate flies in the kitchen buzzing
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Disturbing the peace I’ve found
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Fortune and fame is so fleeting
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These days I’m happy to say
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I’m amazed that I’m still around
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And the weight of the world is off my back
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When we fell, we got up And crawled out the cracks
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Excuse me if I take some comfort in that
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Happy today, happy to play
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With the weight of the world off of my back
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Happy today, happy to play
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With the weight of the world off of my back |