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One sumGmer evening drunk to hell I sAmat there nearly lCifeless An olGd man in the corner sang Where the waCter lilies groAmw And oGn the jukebox johnny sang AbAmout a thing called loCve And its hGow are you kAmid and whCats your nGame And hCow would you bloody knAmow? In blood and death neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground And the arms and legs of other men Were scattered all around Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed Then prayed and bled some more And the only thing that I could see Was a paGir of brown eAmyes that was looCking at mGe But wheGn we got bacAmk, labeled partCs one to tGhree There waGs no pair of brAmown eyes waitCing for meG
And a rGovin' a rAmovin' a rCovin' I'll Ggo And a rGovin' a rAmovin' a rCovin' I'll Ggo And a rGovin' a rAmovin' a rCovin' I'll Ggo For a pCair of brown eAmyes For a pCair of bDrown eGyes
I looked at him he looked at me All I could do was hate him While ray and philomena sang Of my elusive dream I saw the streams, the rolling hills Where his brown eyes were waiting And I thought about a pair of brown eyes That waited once for me So drunk to hell I left the place Sometimes crawling sometimes walking A hungry sound came across the breeze So I gave the walls a talking And I heard the sounds of long ago From the old canal And the birds were whistling in the trees Where the wind was gently laughing And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go For a pair of brown eyes