the ingots are burning red im working time and a half tomorrow i stay in bed what a hell it is what a life i bound my fingers why dont you laugh with the rest who know it well i tripped and then i fell for the beauty of wynona oh at night i toss and i turn i try to dial your number ah its changed and god only knows where youve been since last december where youve been with that twisted smile throwing another on the pile it aint easy when we go down for the beauty of wynona ah the girls they skip double dutch i saw you go now im gone but our prayers dont mean nothing much with a heart that cannot be won im now here in your fishing net lying here in my own bed [raah!] it aint easy when you go down for the beauty of wynona drowning in the tears i shed for the beauty of wynona
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