| Some people live out on the road
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| And others rather stay at home
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| Some just go down gambling
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| And then they’re gone
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| I gave it all away for a band of gold
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| The land of promises I sold
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| Pickin' up the pieces
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| and then they’re gone
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| You don’t leave me a lot to give
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| The time we wasted or we lived
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| Are you comin' by or goin' home
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| All strung out down on my floor
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| You’re in these dreams, you come and go
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| You come and go
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| Up on the mountain I’m gonna breathe
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| And maybe see what I can see
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| But you’re all around me
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| and then you’re gone
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| You don’t leave me a lot to give
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| The time we wasted or we lived
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| Are you comin' by or goin' home
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| All strung out and on my floor
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| You’re in these dreams, you come and go
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| You come and go
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| You don’t leave me a lot to give
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| The time we wasted or we lived
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| Are you comin' by or goin' home
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| All strung out down on my floor
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| You’re in these dreams, you come and go
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| You come and go |