| When I die Lord won’t you put my soul up on a train
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| Won’t you send it southbound
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| Give it a cool blues-man name
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| I’ve been lost on them back roads so many times, I’ve gone blind
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| Losing faith in my family had driven me out of my damn mind
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| But on the south side of heaven won’t you take me home
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| Cause I’ve been broke down for so long and Lord, it’s getting cold
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| I’ve been a desperado in West Texas for so long Lord, I need a change
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| For ten long years this old place ain’t seen a drop of rain
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| And that wind blows everyday Lord, all like a desert snow
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| Like a lost bound train running on cocaine and outta control
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| But on the south side of heaven won’t you take me home
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| Cause I’ve been broke down for so long and Lord, it’s getting cold
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| Long down the Louisiana byways
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| Lonesome highways roll on
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| Won’t you take me where the poor man lives
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| Its where I call my home
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| And can’t you see that a breeze, nothin' but a change in pace
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| Money can’t buy my soul, cause it comes from a hard earned place
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| But on the south side of heaven won’t you take me home
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| Cause I’ve been broke down for so long and Lord, it’s getting cold |