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| Thieves may steal her (Spilker/Chielie) The empty fields, no longer empty now Unfold undaunted to the sun My sweat returns to scourge me from the brow Am I the feeling this has just begun Would you be out here, in other ways Just the way I’d get the gold to shine Time has come, and in any case I’ll alter all to give you back what’s mine Chorus: It’s a hard life, take it the way it leaves Sad and lonely, one and only Thieves may steal her, hit and run Try and live her, hit and run These are the rural years, out in the open Fences stretch to bind the borders home Something retches so, inside me Is the urge to run on by the gnome Early morning cognac has a way of homing hard Marihuana afternoons can make your mind fly by the shard Chorus: It’s a hard life, take it the way it leaves Sad and lonely, one and only Thieves may steal her, hit and run Try and live her, hit and run Solo Chorus: It’s a hard life, take it the way it leaves Sad and lonely, one and only Thieves may steal her, hit and run Try and live her, hit and run |