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A black eyed dog he called at my door
The black eyed dog he called for more
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog he knew my name
I'm growing old and I wanna go home
I'm growing old and I don't wanna know
I'm growing old and I wanna go home
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods
You came, you went, a fleeting guest
Upon the earth you lightly trod
From where to where? We only know
From Gods into the hands of Gods