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Writing this letter just broke my heart
If you look me in the eyes I"ll fall
It's the only way to say I'm leaving right now
Nothing really matters at all
Crossing the bridge, look over the edge
Pinball in the station, don't lean on the walls
Get on a train, to nowhere at all
The journey I'm on is not the one I want
Who knows where I've gone?
Who cares if the rain is falling?
Who will spare my heart?
Who will take all my money?
And when I get there, and stand in the blue
and burn in the sun, and shed my skin
Get on the pain, from nowhere at all
This journey I'm on, is not the one I want
Who knows where I've gone?
Who cares if the rain is coming?
Who will save my heart?
Who will help bees to make honey?
Who knows where I've gone?
Who cares if the rain is falling?
Who will spare my heart?
Who will take all my money?
Who knows where I've gone?
Who cares if the rain is coming?
Who will save my heart?
Who will help bees to make honey?
Writing this letter won't save my heart
Looked into the mist, didn't fall
Strangers round here holding me now
Nothing really matters at all
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If I had the wind behind me I’d leave this town today
If I had the wind behind me like the wind I’d slip away
Tucson up to Phoenix, that’s the road I’d take
If I had the wind behind me I’d drift your way
Were there no chains to bind me I’d lift my feet of clay
Were there no chains to bind me I’d be at your door again
Everything that a man should be is a bond I’d surely break
Were there no chains to bind me you would pay
You would pay
You would pay with all your warmth and all your charm
You’d pay with your hopes and your dreams
You’d pay like before with a piece of your heart
You’d give everything to me just for love
Just for love
You would not think kindly if I made her cry
And would not think kindly of one more stolen night
Phoenix down to Tucson, you will not come this way
And you would not think kindly if I strayed
If I strayed
If I had the wind behind me
If I had the wind behind me
If I had the wind behind me
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Ghost Town
04:18
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Lovelock's a faded post card
The scene's a dusty afternoon
A musty motel room, a junk yard
An old guitar and a brand new tune
We were on the road in Nevada
Never traveled there before
Made our fortune up in Canada
Lost our love and so much more
Like a ghost town - imagine
We've seen some better days
Like a ghost town - imagine
Maybe we'll even stay
We're out one night drinking
And up 'till way past dawn
Felt the pain of a bitter sting
When I awoke and you were gone
I knew you'd go on with him
To drink some more you said
Out past the seventh line
I wished that I was dead
I followed the tracks of his old truck
Down along the gravel line
I pulled up along side the cab
Shot that old 45 of mine
I wonder what life might have been
Had I joined the drillin' gang
Would I be buyin' time in Reno
Or simply praying for little rain.
Like a ghost town - imagine
We've seen some better days
Like a ghost town - imagine
Maybe we'll even stay
Lovelock's a faded post card
The scene a dusty afternoon
But I remember a musty motel room
An old guitar and a brand new tune
Like a ghost town - imagine
We've seen some better days
Like a ghost town - imagine
Maybe we'll even stay
Like a ghost town
Like a ghost town
Like a ghost town
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Your Velvet Noose
04:15
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I see my feet lifting off the floor
The world looks smaller than it did before
And I say to my self it's such a pretty shade of blue
It’s good to be hanging around in your velvet noose
Miranda, Miranda your noose fits fine
If you cut me down it would be a crime
Miranda, Miranda it fits so tight
You’re always the last thing on my mind
Then a pit opens up and death angel above
Swings me around like a pendulum does
And I say to myself Edgar Allan Poe
Would die to be hanging around in your velvet noose
Miranda, Miranda your noose fits fine
If you cut me down it would be a crime
Miranda, Miranda it fits so tight
You’re always the last thing on my mind
I see my life flash past - I’ve seen it before
Padre says it’s time to settle the score
But I’m thinking I’ll pull through
I always do just hanging a round in your velvet noose
Miranda, Miranda your noose fits fine
If you cut me down it would be a crime
Miranda, Miranda it fits so tight
You’re always the last thing on my mind
You’re always the last thing
You’re always the last thing
You’re always the last thing on my mind
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Southbound Amtrak
04:09
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I was settin' on a bench outside the station
Taking in golden rays of sunsation
Our train was late getting to the border
Held up by US law and order
A big man came and set down beside me
Asked me what time it might be
I told him it was later than you think man
And he turned and lit another cigarette
Waitin by the tracks he told his story
Of a time when he was in his glory
But a roughneck stole his girl and money
Now he’s got a plan to get back his honey.
Hey hey now don’t you look back
Board that Southbound Amtrak
Ride it to Manhattan
Listening to the sound of clicky clackin
He stared down that Southbound Amtrack
If he boarded it he may never get back
Cause he’d earned two years in a California prison
But he jumped the wall before one month was done
He watched as the border agents spied us
And wondered if we’d make it across
Or would they check their facts and records
And take us back shackled and cuffed
The steel arch bridge crosses at Niagara
Into the American Diaspora
This time the big man turned away and went home
And left me to board that train alone.
Hey hey now don’t you look back
Board that Southbound Amtrak
Ride it to Manhattan
Listening to the sound of clicky clackin
Hey hey now don’t you look back
Board that Southbound Amtrak
Ride it to Manhattan
Listening to the sound of clicky clackin
Listening to the sound of clicky clackin
Listening to the sound of clicky clackin
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My .45s are rusted now
Montana Slim is making mournful sounds
A cowboy’s pony is lying on the ground
Gunned down, gunned down, gunned down
The rider crawls to the canyon wall
Trying to escape the storm that fell
And ricochets through this dry gulch hell
The sound, the sound, the sound
He thinks back to a younger day
Before her love drifted away
Before he learned how to kneel and pray
Out loud, out loud, out loud
They’d married East in a summer rain
They danced across the wild Missouri Breaks
Now she’s gone to Santa Fe
Southbound, southbound, southbound
The dying horse was all she left
Strawberry roan and a note that read
“Nothing’s proved by love or death
I’ve found, I’ve found, I’ve found”
He leans against the sandstone cliff
Breath cuts like a knife in his pounding chest
He loads his guns with all that’s left
One round, one round, one round
The cowboy way is work and hurt
His life is just a trail of dirt
And the past hangs on forever like a curse
So he’ll face a stranger’s gun
That blows him all to Kingdom Come
Because the silence of a lover’s heart kills worse
There is a hole in Wilf Carter’s soul
I feel his wound - I’ve got my own
All the joy I’ve ever known
Left town, left town, left town
My .45s are rusted now
Montana Slim is making mournful sounds
Singing again how love was found
Gunned down, gunned down, gunned down
Gunned down, gunned down, gunned down
Gunned down, gunned down, gunned down
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Motel Row
06:55
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I checked in last night on motel row
With a woman I didn’t even know
I was trying to drop the cross I bear
And lighten up my load
I don’t know why I pulled into the Blue Lagoon
That place where I lost you
I don’t know what that sign said ‘Vacancy’
Because my heart had no room
What happened there last night
Was it wrong or right
I’ll let you decide
But high above where the turnpike ends
I saw your light on motel row
I saw your light on motel row
The time went by like diesel thunder
Under a hubcap moon
And the wreckage of my life lies shattered
Strewn around the room
On motel row
At night the wind blows cold down motel row
And rattles at the door
I woke before the dawn and I checked out
Following the road
What happened there last night
Was it wrong or right
I’ll let you decide
But high above where the turnpike ends
I saw your light on motel row
I saw your light on motel row
I felt your love on motel row
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