Glen Campbell – Folk Singer (Guitar)

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As I walk these narrow streets 

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where a million passin' feet have trod before me

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suddenly I realize nobody knows me

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Where yesterday the multitudes screamed 

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and cried my name out for a song

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Now the streets are empty 

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and the crowds they've all gone on home

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there's no place where I belong

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of a story a poem and a song

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Now the truths I've tried to tell you 

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are as distant as the moon

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Born a hundred years too late 

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two hundred years too soon

      C
I'm a child of the sage 

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Lost in the pages of a book

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will other people stop to take a look

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And will they marvel at the miracles I performed 

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And to the heighths I aspired

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Or will they tear the pages from the book 

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to light a fire

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there's no place where I belong