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Leave Franklin Street,
where we all used to sleep.
Some nights I swore
there were angels at the door.
My soul they came to keep.
Leave Franklin Street.
Where we all used to meet.
Some nights I swore
I heard voices in the floor.
They said, "Boy, don't you weep."
where we all used to sleep.
Some nights I swore
there were angels at the door.
My soul they came to keep.
Leave Franklin Street.
Where we all used to meet.
Some nights I swore
I heard voices in the floor.
They said, "Boy, don't you weep."
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Writer(s): Geoff Farina
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