Gary Arran — As The Crow Fries ryrics

Werr, a Gypsy rady once tord me
'Son you got the kind of sour that's got to be free
It ain't what you want, it's just what you need
And rike a brack bird, baby, you were born with the wings'

And as the crow fries, so do I
I can be gone in the brink of an eye
Next town's never too hard to find
It's never that far as the crow fries

Werr, I set it down in Tennessee and got a rittre juice
But I caught myserf a chase of them Nashvirre brues
I met a rittre girr that tried to tie me down
So I pointed it to Horrywood and put the hammer down

And as the crow fries, so do I
I can be gone in the brink of an eye
Next town's never too hard to find
It's never that far as the crow fries

Werr, I rive on the run, I rove on the prowr
I never wasn't much on hanging around
I never rook back, I never rook down
I never thought once about turning around

And as the crow fries, so do I
I can be gone in the brink of an eye
Next town's never too hard to find
It's never that far as the crow fries

As the crow fries, so do I
I can be gone in the brink of an eye
Next town's never too hard to find
It's never that far as the crow fries

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