well, I pave my road
on and on
and we made our way
to babylon
oh, boys, to babylon
it is true, they say
that there meet all fates
and I'll play a song
when I reach her gates
of a fallen kind
and she'll fall in kind
but she cut my hands
and my gentle heart
so I could not play
this sacred harp
oh, blast it all
I was left to scrawl
cause when you play
like it's truly
yes, truly yours
she just gives the wind
your golden voice
and you're left there thinner
than you was before
so it was last night that we told her
that we'll jump the border
and we pulled a heist
oh, sweet jesus christ
we left her hangin'
from the castle walls
well the road may go
on and on
but if there's one thing I know
I've seen the dawn
of babylon
an' it was all well and good
and i'd stay if I could
but if there ain't no joys
christ, i left all the boys
in babylon

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