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Saw you stretched out in Room Ten O Nine
With a smile on your face and a tear right in your
eye.
Oh, couldn't see to get a line on you, my sweet
honey love.
Berber jew'lry jangling down the street,
Making bloodshot eyes at ev'ry woman that you meet.
Could not seem to get a high on you, my sweet honey
love.
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Make every song your favorite tune.
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Warm like the evening sun.
When you're drunk in the alley, baby, with your
clothes all torn
And your late night friends leave you in the cold
gray dawn.
Just seemed too many flies on you, I just can't
brush them off.
Angels beating all their wings in time,
With smiles on their faces and a gleam right in
their eyes.
Whoa, thought I heard one sigh for you,
Come on up, come on up, now, come on up now.
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Make every song you sing your favorite tune.
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Warm like the evening sun
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Special Live |
109 |
All Things Must Come To An End |
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Special Live |
107 |
Anaheim 1999 |
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Special Sampler |
107 |
Censored |
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Original Album |
217 |
Exile On Mainstreet |
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Original Album |
403 |
Exile On Mainstreet |
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Special Live |
111 |
Having A Laugh In Brixton |
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Special Live |
107 |
Shine A Light |
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Original Live |
104 |
Stripped |
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Special Live |
107 |
The Devil Breaks Through Mickeys Security |
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