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Don't you find, some of the time
There is always someone on your mind
That shouldn't be at all
In any place or any kind
Don't you find, some of the time
There is always someone on your mind
That shouldn't be at all
In any place or any kind
She sailed long ago
To a land far away
Overseas, she'll be
In a land of opportunity
I don't know where she rolls
I don't know how she be
I know that I see
Sweet young thing one day before I go
And I give what I've got
And what I've got, I got to give
And I still where I live
We're nothing all the years
And I fall from it all
And I lose as I win
And I'll know where I go
It's got nothing more for me no more
Don't you find, some of the time
There is always someone on your mind
That shouldn't be at all
In any place or any kind
Don't you find, some of the time
There is always someone on your mind
That shouldn't be at all
In any place or any kind
Don't you find