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The Moon Has Lost The Sun - Alabama 3
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The Moon Has Lost The Sun Alabama 3

The Moon Has Lost The Sun - Alabama 3
Every time I manage to get one more breath into this body
I will sing a song of thanks to you my brothers, my sisters, my friends
May your sleep be peaceful, and angels sing sweetly in your ears
(I got to be an angel one night)

He puts his shooter in the boot
Got a whiskey at the wheel
Drivin too fast down the avenue
Cased in the joints of the bourgeoisie
Too stoned on a tight band
Was too drunk to respond
The devil robbed your pockets
While you were lyin' dyin'
I hope the angels held you in their arms

'cause when heaven took you home, you left hell on this earth
When heaven took you home, you left hell on this earth

(I got to be an angel)

On and on you left the dance
We all know how good that feels
Walkin home down on lovers lane
Sweet mornin' dew at your feet, yeah
The devil's been a'drinkin
The driver hits and runs
I pray your soul flew swiftly
'cause the light don't shine since you've been gone
The moon has lost the sun
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