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Well you undo the latches we both see Natchez I never fought your matches for you When we see the Mississippi moon you aim for it too soon Orion’s dream drawn out of you I never knew what I saw in you I never knew what I saw in you I wait at home, times take their toll I risked it all trying to rescue you So I’ll get lost in the Delta I’ll get rid of that old cough there’s new shelter in spring bloom I let the bottles go spinning you say little or nothing 'When the Saints Go Marching In' fills the room I never knew what I saw in you (Thanks to V. Kapoor for these lyrics) From Letras Mania