February rain, smoky mountain fire Like a hummingbird to cane Just following desire Watch the firelight Throw shadows across the room Many miles away, Not far from cannery row He beats on his guitar And does his little show And all the people say You got balls to play the game this way It's one in a million So he fills all the holes With good wine from mussel sholes And the cencemillian These streets were bound to cross Maybe lifetimes ago Whenever innocence is lost We got a long way to go We got a long way Watch the firelight throw Shadows across the room And on a rainy night Two lovers held each other tight In the moonlight He felt so good in her arms
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