Incident On South Dowling
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                              My baby was dying                  Turning so blue

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            Four feet from me dying                 My head was like glue

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         I couldn't save my baby             (He couldn't save his baby)

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 Loaded and sinking                To the vegetable zone           She just kept on

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 sinking                 Now she's mineral and bone              I couldn't save my

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 baby               (He couldn't save his baby)                     We lived on the

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 first floor                   We lived in two rooms                    Now my poor

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 baby                   She lives with the worms

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                     A head full of rocks               is a heavy heavy head

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            I was watching a movie                  where someone looked dead

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              Now people they whisper                 Now people they stare

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     They say I couldn't save her                   Even though I was right there

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                  I couldn't save my baby             (He couldn't save his baby)

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              We lived on the first floor                  We lived in two rooms

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                 Now my poor baby                     She lives with the worms

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                                                    Rpt ad lib

Paul Kelly Guitar