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Some people laugh in the dark
Some people cry alone
Some people talk without sayin' a thing
And ev'rything turns out gloomy
Some people count your money
Someone is countin' your days
And somebody got to keep track of your mind
When ev'rything turns out gloomy
Brothers'll make you look sideways
Fathers'll make you look back
And when you're done talkin', you still got to shoot
'Cause ev'rything turns out gloomy Some people laugh in the dark Some people cry alone Some people talk without sayin' a thing And ev'rything turns out gloomy Some people count your money Someone is countin' your days And somebody got to keep track of your mind When ev'rything turns out gloomy Brothers'll make you look sideways Fathers'll make you look back And when you're done talkin', you still got to shoot 'Cause ev'rything turns out gloomy
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