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A D I grew up seein' things in black and white A D There's only two ways to go, either wrong or right G D But when the moon replaces the sun, that's when the damage is done D A D Black and white start fading into gray G Well there's somethin' 'bout the bright city lights D Got to my head last night G A I went one time too many to the well G And it's a mighty fine line between right and wrong, D G Even thinner 'tween heaven and hell D A D Well my soul ain't sold, but I got it up for sale That sun is beating down on me, I just can't hide 'Cause that midnight train that I've been on is no free ride Hey but what could be so wrong, 'bout lovin' wine, women and song I guess I'll get my kicks in now before they're gone Chorus Chorus Yeah, my soul ain't sold, but I got it up for sale
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