Walkin down Main Street, gettin' to know the concrete Lookin for a purpose from a neon sign. I would meet you anywhere western sun meets the air I'll hit the road, never lookin' behind.
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Can you deny, there's nothin' greater nothin' more than travelin' hands of time St. Genevieve can hold back the water, but saints don't bother with a tear stained eye.
Seein' traces of the scars that came before written in the pavement, still akin' for more when the hours don't move along, worn-out wood and familiar songs To hear your voice is not enough, is more than a shame.
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Like a man said, rode hard and put away wet throw away the bad news and put it to rest If learnin is livin', and the truth is a state of mind you'll find it's better at the end of the line.