Peggy Sang The Blues Teclado

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Peggy came to me in my sleep 
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In the middle of the night on a Friday night last week 
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She whispered hush child but don't be scared 
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I've got a few words of wisdom that I've come back to share 

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and she said, doesn't matter where you come from 
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It matters where you go 
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no one gets remembered, for the things they didn't do 

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I said Peggy won't you stay here for a while 
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We can drink whiskey, we can play cards and we can get wild 
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She said we'll play poker and we'll play for keeps 
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I only played angels lately and they never let me cheat 

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doesn't matter where you come from 
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It matters where you go 
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no one gets remembered, in this listless life, for the things they didn't do 

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You could say I had a good time, you could say I had class 
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You could say that I was born beneath this ceiling made of glass 
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But I always kept an open house and always did right by my friends 
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When I get to Saint Peter's gate I'll tell the keeper I'm not the one who  
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needs to make amends. 

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Cause better times are coming, better times ahead 
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No one gets remembered, my deathless child, and soon you will be dead. 

And Peggy said. 


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doesn't matter where you come from 
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It matters where you go 
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no one gets remembered, in this listless life, for the things they didn't do 

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Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off well 
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Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off well 
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Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off well 
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Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off well 
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Peggy sang the blues, peggy sang the blues