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Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Well there seems to be trouble
And I can't tell what's wrong or right
There's a man over there seeing double
And he won't make it through the night
Things fly by when you are living
Faster then you ever have before
Everyone out here is given
Something but we still want some more
Now we'll sit here and wait
With our ears to the ground
Waiting on the word
To march on this town
And her voice lights up the dark
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
Raglan Road
I miss my home in the city
I miss that morning sunrise
It's a shame and a pity
But it comes as no big surprise
Now we'll sit here and wait
With our ears to the ground
Waiting on the word
To march on this town
And her voice lights up the dark
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
Raglan Road
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