| First time I met old Turnpike Tom
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| Sittin' in a diner in Bloomington
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| He said «Are you going my way?»
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| He had a sleeping bag and his hat was torn
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| And both his thumbs were two feet long
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| From years of hitchin' on the hi-way
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| He said «Mister, won’t you give me a ride
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| I’m a wanted man lookin' for a place to hide»
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| Oh, we finished the coffee and we got in the car
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| We drove off and hadn’t gone far
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| When Tom began to tell me his sad story…
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| He said «Long around 1942
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| Buddy, I robbed a bank in Kalamazoo
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| Just to get enough money to marry my true darlin'
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| But she died when she heard what I had done
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| And ever since I’ve been on the run
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| Standing on the hi-ways a callin'
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| A callin' mister won’t you give me a ride
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| I’m a wanted man lookin' for a place to hide»
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| Said «Now I’m gettin' old and ready to die
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| Too tired to run and too sick to try
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| And soon I’ll be hitchin' upstairs in the skyway…»
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| Oh, play that again…
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| He said «I can’t pay you for the ride
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| Just once before I die
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| I’d like to do somebody a favor»
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| And out of his pocket came a rusty old key
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| Along with a map and he give 'em to me
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| And said «Here's an end to all your labor»
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| «Way down in Greensboro, Tennessee
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| In the back of Rusty’s Roadside Cabaret
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| There’s 20,000 in unmarked green
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| The money I stole that’s in the machine
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| That hangs on the wall in Rusty’s Roadside men’s room»
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| So, three nights later at Rusty’s door
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| I had a beer and then I had one more
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| Then I headed for the treasure
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| Just like old Turnpike Tom had said
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| The machine was under a sign which read
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| Sanitary 3-for-a-quarter
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| So I took out the key and I broke the lock
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| There to my bewilderment and shock
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| I found a sign which read «You've just been had
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| In a sanitary way by Turnpike Tom
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| The outlaw with the fastest sense of humor»
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| And if you meet someone with a troubled mind
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| Well, just give him the key and feed him the line
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| And tell him his days will soon be better
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| Yes, and mister, you’ve been taken for a ride
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| There ain’t nothin' but fools gold here inside
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| Oh, the real gold, that’s inside us all
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| Remember that you only fall for
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| Lies and stories when you really want to |