| Look down on me if you want to, oh baby
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| You can count me out, don’t count along
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| I’ve lost my taste for love before
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| It goes away, but it don’t stay gone
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| I feel it in my bones, my bones
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| Well, I cried till I’m all out of tear drops
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| And I hurt till I’m all out of pain
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| Then I wait for the first love that comes down the track
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| Like a hobo waiting for a train
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| You may wonder just what keeps me going
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| It’s the true love that waits down the line
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| I know that heartbreak is one more behind me
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| And true love is getting closer all the time
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart, this old heart
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again
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| This old heart is gonna rise again |