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I'm tired Joey boy
While you're out with the sheep
My life is so troubled
Now I can't go to sleep
I would walk myself out
But the streets are so dark
I shall wait till the morning
And walk in the park
This life is so simple
When one is at home
And I'm never complaining
When there's work to be done
Oh, I'm tired Joey boy of the makings of men
I would like to be cheerful again
Ambition will take you
And ride you too far
And conservatism bring you
To boredom once more
Sit down by the river
Watch the stream flow
Recall all the dreams
That you once used to know
Things you've forgotten
Took you away
To pastures not greener but meaner
Love all the simple is all that I need
I've no time for schism or lovers of greed
Go up to the mountain, go up to the glen
When silence will touch you
And heartbreak will mend
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