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[12 Jun 2008|07:32pm] |
As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song, and a train that's passin' my way helps the rhythm move along. There is no doubt about the words are clear, the voice is strong, is oh so strong. I'm just a simple guy, I live from day to day. A ray of sunshine melts my frown and blows my blues away. There's nothing more that I can say but on a day like today, I pass the time away and walk a quiet mile with you.
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[12 Jun 2008|07:22pm] |
Lyin', cheatin', hurtin, that's all you seem to do. Messin' around with every guy in town, puttin' me down for thinkin' of someone new. Always the same, playin' your game, drive me insane, trouble is gonna come to you one of these days and it won't be long. You'll look for me but baby, I'll be gone. This is all I gotta say to you woman: your time is gonna come.
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[12 Jun 2008|12:54pm] |
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know, the piper's calling you to join him. Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know your stairway lies on the whispering wind? And as we wind on down the road, our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know who shines white light and wants to show how everything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard, the tune will come to you at last.
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