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I Express Myself Through Writing

Saw my grave and thought that maybe in a day or so. The whiskey is all gone and my words can't no longer make a song.

Maybe this whole idea of living on the road and chasing a dream has finally claimed my life. I will awake from a dream knowing the woman that once was mine ,is now somebody's else wife.

Walk along the railroad like a old time bum hopping on a passing train and ask for the end to come.

Thanks for the memories from the old time outlaws there songs I will sing. The Hag ,Waylon and Hank i will visit you once I too grow my wings. Thanks to the outlaws there songs I will sing, will meet them once I grow my wings.

Once in awhile I will remember those times think back to when I could make the words rhythm. Listen to the melody and drink one more down. Collect my thoughts and remember when she sang to my heart without making a sound.

Thanks for the memories from the old time outlaws there songs I will sing. The Hag,Waylon and Hank I will visit you once I too grow my wings. Thanks to the outlaws there songs I will sing when I meet them once I grow my wings.

 
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