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Stranded on a porch down in Jersey
With a girl who said she could go for a good thunderstorm
And you can find me in a grave south of the City
'Neath the boardwalk down by The Shore
And if you say you're comin' home, lay me below
Said, "You know this storm's rollin in soon."
And the girls down by the shore dance and swoon
And here in the heart we howl at the moon
The troubadours play a familiar tune
They sing amidst the violent, velvet skies...
"Ashes, ashes, ashes in my eyes" x4
I am warned but I will sail
And mourn this old fisherman's tale
To have not tried is to never fail
But so not to live well
Oh!
(Lay me below)
Ashes, ashes, ashes in my eyes
(Lay me below)
Ashes, ashes x2
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