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Glen Campbell - Folk Singer Lyrics

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  • As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin' feet are before me
  • With my guitar in my hand suddenly I realize nobody knows me
  • Well yesterday the motor toots screamed and cried my name out for a song
  • Now the streets are empty and the crowds they go on home
  • With the rain on my face there's no place where I belong
  • And my whole life consists of a story of poem at a song
  • Now the truths I've tried to tell you are as distant as the moon
  • More than hundred years too late two hundred years too soon
  • I'm a child of the sage Lord's been in the pages of a book
  • But when I'm dust and clay where other people stop and to look
  • And will they marvel and miracles and perform into the high size to the spider
  • Oh will they take the pages of the book to light of fire
  • With the rain on my face there's no place where I belong

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