A Broken Man And The Dawn

There's a man looking blank into the wall
 Older, colder and mumbling
 Looking over his shoulder
 Until the break of dawn
 His eyes will not close
 All the days are the same getting down
 At the bar and he's mumbling
 About the war and the lost ones
 Until the break of dawn
 And where are his loved ones
 Oh baby, it oh so cold in this place
 Oh, maybe it all so close to the bitter end
 Oh, maybe it all just burns like a living hell
 I'm all alone and here comes the dawn
 Hearing boots walking into the bar
 Four men dragging their boxes
 People stare and smell troubles
 Until the break of dawn
 The four men will go
 Oh baby, it oh so cold in this place
 Oh, maybe it all so close to the bitter end
 Oh, maybe it all just burns like a living hell
 I'm all alone and here comes the dawn
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 And the four men start to open every case
 And people wonder
 When they pull out their instruments and play
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 Dear people, we're the guitar gangsters and
 We're here to join you
 And ease the pain you're in
 Now listen
 Hearing boots walking out of the bar
 Four men dragging their boxes
 People smile and they're roaring
 Until the break of dawn
 A new day is born
 Oh baby, it oh so cold in this place
 Oh, maybe it all so close to the bitter end
 Oh, maybe it all just burns like a living hell
 I'm all alone and here comes the dawn
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 Dear people, we are the guitar gangsters and
 We're here to join you
 And ease the pain you're in
 Now listen
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 Dear ladies and gentlemen
 We thank you for your kindness
 We're on the road again, forever