Paolo Nutini - Abigail

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I don’t have much luck these days
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With far too much time
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Lost a lot of my rhythm
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In this bubble of mine
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I would sure like to help you
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I will give you my word
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Then I’II fly away, brother
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Float away like a bird

[Verse 2]
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You don’t get much dignity
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You don’t get much sense of pride
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When your mind gets too narrow
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And your nose gets too wide
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I breathe and I’m tryin’
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In my cauldron tonight
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Though a part of me’s dyin’
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There’s a part come alive

[Chorus]
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‘Cause I had a dream last night
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That you were beside me
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Two kids in the garden
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And your love behind me
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Though today may tastе bitter
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Maybe tomorrow is gold
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Lord, wanna get happy
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Bеfore I get old

[Verse 3]
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So I took out some paper
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And I dug out a pen
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Poured myself out some water
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And I rinsed out the gin
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I spoke of my dream that night
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In the greatest detail
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Of my beautiful children
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And my sweet Abigail

[Verse 4]
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Ah, but before she can find me
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Before I can let her in
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Before no sweet happy endin’
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Let the battle begin
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Let the trumpets blow Valhalla
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Let the soldier arise
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Lord, let Abigail catch me
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When I fall from the skies

[Chorus]
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‘Cause I had a dream last night
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That you were beside me
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Two kids in the garden
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And all this behind me
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Though today may taste bitter
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Maybe tomorrow is gold
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Lord, I wanna get happy
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Before I get old

[Outro]
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Lord, I wanna get happy
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Before I get old
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Lord, I wanna get happy
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Before I get old