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 I hear they hung the jailer 
The messenger is dead 
The piano player's singing 
To the lovers in his bed 
This road is winding back 
And there's no end in sight 
No sign of our dead lord 
To guide us through this starless night. 
And through every open doorway 
You can choose 
And sometimes you win it 
And sometimes you lose. 
This one's for rosaleen 
With a bullet through a breast 
This one's for you, my uninvited guest 
Oh now my beauty lies 
So deep in her sleep 
Will some angel keep her spirit sweet. 
And the simple things to say 
Don't always work out that way 
The touching of our souls 
They don't drift away. 
I am going, I am going to kingston town 
Fine spanish lace and a wedding gown 
I am going, I am going to kingston town 
Jamaican rum and a princess crown. 
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