Wood Jackson

Intro
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Jackson made twenty tapes in a day
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To give away,          a-give 
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away
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And he'd play
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The tunes they'd call creative when
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 they're running out of names
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Heaven knows he's really torn it now
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But the names, it hurt poor 
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Jackson, stopped the haters in his 
way
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Heaven knows he's for it
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Sha-ame, hey, hey
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He was never quite unsure, but 
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really sane
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Wants to play

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Jackson stole twenty souls in a day
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To take away,       a-take away
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He takes away
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And no complaints
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Heart's upon his sleeve and his 
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blade
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Wood Jackson took the beating 
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everyday, given out, passed away
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Another way,          hey, hey

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Just wants to play
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And how he'd play
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The mob, they bleed and tremble 
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when they're running after life
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Heaven knows he's really torn it now
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The words that killed Wood 
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Jackson's friends were written on 
the wall
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   Heaven knows he's for it
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Shame
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Just wants to play
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It's a shame
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Shame
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It's a shame
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Wants to play
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It's a shame
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It's a shame
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Just wants to play