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Many Voices

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Oh, the nights were dark and cold, When my love was gone. And life was hard to hold When my love was gone. I was wise, I never gave What they teach a girl to save, But I wished myself his slave When my love was gone.

I was all alone at night When my love came home. Oh, what thought of wrong or right When my love came home? I flung the door back wide And I pulled my love inside; There was no more shame or pride When my love came home.

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