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Big Black Smoke lyrics
She was sick and tired of country life
A little country home, a little country folk
Made her blood run cold
Now her mother pines her heart away
Looking for her child in the big black smoke
In the big black smoke
Frailest, purest girl the world has seen
According to her ma, according to her pa
And everybody said
That she knew no sin and did no wrong
Till she walked the streets of the big black smoke
Of the big black smoke
Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys
And every penny she had
Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes
She took all her pretty colored clothes
And ran away from home with the boy next door
For a boy named Joe
And he took her money for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke
In the big black smoke, in the big black smoke, in the big black smoke
She was sick and tired of country life
A little country home, a little country folk
Made her blood run cold
Part of these releases
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- Track 17 on Face to Face
- 16 Dead End Street
- 18 She's Got Everything
- 18 Mister Pleasant
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- Track 11 on The Kink Kronikles Disc 2
- 10 Polly
- 12 Susannah's Still Alive
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- Track 16 on Face to Face Disc 2
- 15 This Is Where I Belong
- 17 She's Got Everything
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- Track 2 on Dead End Street / Big Black Smoke
- 1 Dead End Street
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- Track 3 on The EP Collection Disc 9
- 2 Session Man
- 4 House in the Country
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