| The first time I saw him was on 5th and Main
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| Said his thirst was for wine and he sure could use some change
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| He said wine can’t replace a good woman’s love
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| But one thing it does, son, when she’s gone it eases the pain
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| He spoke of a love he had ten years ago
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| He said you know I still love her today
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| And as he walked to the corner
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| This is what I heard him say
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| Pencils for sale, rings made from nails
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| I’m sure I got something for you
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| Hollywood maps for tourists that are
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| Only passing through
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| Pencils for sale, rings made from nails
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| Look them over, take your time
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| Cos right now my thirst has never been worse
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| And I could sure use them nickels and dimes
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| He said he hung out at most of the bars
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| To hide scars folks cannot see
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| For son the wounds that are the deepest
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| They’re the ones locked inside of me
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| A memory can cut through your soul
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| Like the cold blade of a jagged knife
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| And the times I used to hold her
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| They were the best times of my life
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| But now it’s pencils for sale, rings made from nails
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| I’m sure I got something for you
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| Hollywood maps for tourists that are
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| Only passing through
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| I got pencils for sale, and rings made from nails
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| Look them over, just take your time
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| Cos right now my thirst has never been worse
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| And I could sure use them nickels and dimes |