Cry a While

Well, I had to go down and see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith
 Nasty, dirty, double-crossing, backstabbing phony
 I didn't have to wanna have to deal with him
 But I did it for you, and all you gave me was a smile
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 Well, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn to cry awhile
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 I don't carry deadweight, I'm no flash in the pan
 All right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man?
 I'm letting the cat out of the cage
 I'm keeping a low profile
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 Well, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn, you can cry awhile
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 Feel like a fighting rooster, feel better than I ever felt
 But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful mess
 And the Denver road is about to melt
 I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile
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 Well, I cried for you
 Now your turn, you can cry awhile
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 Last night 'cross the alley there was a pounding on the walls
 It must have been Don Pasqualli, making a 2 a.m. booty call
 To break a trusting heart like mine
 Was just your style
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 Well, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn to cry awhile
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 I'm on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can't control
 Some people they ain't human, they got no heart or soul
 But I'm crying to the Lord
 Tryin' to be meek and mild
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 Yes, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn, you can cry awhile
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 Well, the preachers in the pulpit and babies in the cribs
 I'm longing for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs
 I'm gonna buy me a barrel of whiskey
 I'll die before I turn senile
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 Yes, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn, you can cry awhile
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 Well, you bet on a horse and it ran on the wrong way
 I always said you'd be sorry and today could be the day
 I might need a good lawyer
 Could be your funeral, my trial
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 Well, I cried for you
 Now it's your turn, you can cry awhile