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Well, I got no worry – and I got no pain,
‘Cause when I get rid of them – they come back again.
I just keep on doin’ – what I want to do;
If I keep on tryin’ – I’m sure to come through.

Well, money’s no problem, it comes and it goes;
It stops me from starvin’, it keeps me in clothes.
There’s a god and a devil, I’m sure it must be,
But why should I bother them – they don’t bother me.

So I’ll keep on playin’ – and do what I do;
These strings on my fingers – are all that is true

Well, I got no worry – and I got no pain,
‘Cause when I get rid of them – they come back again.
I just keep on doin’ – what I want to do;
If I keep on tryin’ – I’m sure to come through.

I’m sure to come through. I’m sure to come through.  I’m sure to come through.

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~ by chikamaru777 on 2 April, 2010.

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