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There's a big old moon in the dying room tonight All the army greens burst at the seams sometimes They call her Sugarcane and she moved like rain But she's too proud to unmask the crowd That's gathered round as she cries Sugarcane 1968 1968 they were taught to hate and fight 1992 he says "don't I know you?" And the rain it fell until she died Old adversaries when they meet again Are as familiar as two old friends Let her dance for you You walk around the corner You look into your own eyes From Letras Mania