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Sunday 9 February 2020

Pockets Were Filled Up


Well i see that
the world is upside down
My pockets were filled up with gold
Now the clouds have covered o'er
And the wind is blowin cold
I don't need anybody
Because i learned to be alone
And anywhere
I lay my head boys
I will call my home
Anywhere I Lay My Head
(Waits)
Tom Waits

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Robert Frank

              http://www.tomwaits.com/songs/#/songs/song/218/Anywhere_I_Lay_My_Head/

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