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When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb//When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb//
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace//
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
//No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up//
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
//If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on//
And the other starts slip...
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