| Half a mile outside Buloxi
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| Did I come or did I go
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| Seven sirens singin' to me
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| Why I listen I don’t know
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| I got some smokes I got some coffee
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| My head is ready to explode
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| I’ll be makin' my way further down the road
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| I’m not much for conversation
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| And I don’t care for playin' games
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| I’ve heard all the hard luck stories
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| Man they all turn out the same
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| I’m the last lonely survivor
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| And I’m still carryin' their load
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| I’ll be makin my way further down the road
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| I’ll be makin' my way
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| I wanna get there some day
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| I’ll be makin' my way
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| Past the one eyed Jocks layin' rail road tracks in my soul
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| I’ll be makin' my way
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| I wanna get there some day
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| I’ll be makin' my way
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| Past the one eyed Jacks layin' rail road tacks in my soul
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| Sometimes I wake up with a fever
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| Then I just have another beer
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| I’d like to wake up to a new life
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| A million miles away from here
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| But I got Beam instead me chasin'
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| And I live by the legend’s code
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| I’ll be makin' my way further down the road
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| I’ll be makin' my way further down the road |