| Since it’s too late to stay here
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| Maybe I could take up a seat?
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| It’s getting hard to keep walking
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| With these phrases on repeat
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| Sure as high times in summer
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| Will lead to a heartache in fall
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| If I get over that river, babe
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| I’ll run blindly through it all
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| Come on down
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| Come on down
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| You might be the only one
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| It was almost time for bed
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| And I tried to keep from wondering
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| Of something so close it was too easy to see
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| The image of that one girl
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| The one that left me gunned down
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| Showed herself in to keep me company
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| With a motor in my head that won’t stop running
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| A hand in my pocket that won’t leave me be
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| That storm in my belly it just keeps on thundering
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| And it won’t hush till you drift to me
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| So come on down
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| Come on down
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| You might be the only one
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| You’re my good luck charm
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| The smoke that never left my lungs
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| You’re the only one
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| There’s a ferry up the river
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| Taking me from here to you
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| There’s a fifteen and the forty five
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| That’s all you need to know
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| Two dollars ain’t too bad when you got nowhere to go
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| But if I keep on thinking how the hell I got here alone
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| I may never know what could be
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| And I won’t find out until you drift to me |