Johnson
So it's given, I love you still
All the way back through
Different circumstances kiss winter's chill
And I could tell that you are someone of some evil mind, evil mind.
Fast approaching from Convict Hill
All the way back home
I'll be wearing my old natured guilt
And I could tell, I could tell, I could tell that you are someone of some evil mind, evil mind, evil mind, evil mind.
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