| Silhouette, it’s in my nightmare
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| And I can’t rest my eyes as all
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| And I’ll be a leaving by the morning
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| Ever seen Chicago in the fall
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| Mama told me I was nothing
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| That who I was ain’t who I am
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| Livin' free out here gets lonely
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| Swore I’d do the best I can
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| 'Cause who I was ain’t who I am
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| I swore I’d do the best I can
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| Who I was ain’t who I am
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| I swore I’d do the best I can
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| A young man angry with a heartache
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| Will steal and cheat and lie to live
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| And gasoline out on this highway
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| Burnin' bridges of revenge
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| 'Cause who I was ain’t who I am
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| I swore I’d do the best I can
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| White lines, keep to make my troubles all through the night
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| White lines, baby, all I ever see when you’re cryin'
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| My blinds are drawn
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| Greenville ain’t too far from Austin
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| A day by foot, a night by train
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| And I’ll leave roses for my baby
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| Wrapped inside a wedding ring
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| 'Cause who I was ain’t who I am
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| I swore I’d do the best I can
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| Who I was ain’t who I am
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| I swore I’d do the best I can |