| by the great missouri pacific line
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| there goes the last train out of town
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| the sun beat down and there’s nothing more to see
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| i turn my shadow back around
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| back into town where i’ll defend you endlessly
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| and if we’re running out of oxygen
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| running out of fuel to burn
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| drifting’s an easy flight
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| you said you’d stay all night
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| and now you’re saying that the lights are growing dim
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| in this town we’re living in
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| someday sun delirium i notice there something strange going down
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| what made so pretty
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| what made you so fine
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| what makes you did so deep
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| in this fool heart of mine
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| i should’ve known you’d sell our love down the line
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| and if we’re running out of oxygen
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| running out of fuel to burn
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| drifting’s an easy flight
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| you said you’d stay all night
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| and now you’re saying that the lights are growing dim
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| up in this town we’re living in
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| someday sun delirium i notice there something strange going down |