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Early Day Miners
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Townes
I was born a victim to circumstance, time and chances cold. I believe we were carried by the push and pull, the flood of fools and their lives To wage a battle on the poor.
Falling from our ranks, deserting, Withdrawing from our fates, retreating, Falling from our ranks, deserting To the marching of drums, belief goes on; A life admonished and loathed.
I would sit with [unintelligible] Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com That the actions chosen forever burden the soul. And [unintelligible]our brothers back home.
Falling from our ranks, deserting, Withdrawing from our fates, retreating, Falling from our ranks, deserting To the marching of drums, belief goes on; A life admonished and loathed.
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