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Well I’m sick of this town, this blind man’s forage
They take your dreams down and stick them in storage
You can have them back son when you’ve paid off
Your mortgage and loans
Oh hell with this place, I’ll go it my own way
I’ll stick out my thumb and I trudge down the highway
Someday someone must be going my way home
They take your dreams down and stick them in storage
You can have them back son when you’ve paid off
Your mortgage and loans
Oh hell with this place, I’ll go it my own way
I’ll stick out my thumb and I trudge down the highway
Someday someone must be going my way home
Lumberjack70 · 56-60, M
With only fear and good judgment
Holding us back
We sailed out on the Northern Sea
With a boat load of crazy people
Including the shotgun and me
Trooper
Holding us back
We sailed out on the Northern Sea
With a boat load of crazy people
Including the shotgun and me
Trooper
SW-User
I still love you baby
Everywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby dry your eyes
Everywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby dry your eyes
helenS · 36-40, F
Sonnet 66.
ChampagneOnIce · 51-55, F
Let it be
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