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“I’m twenty five hundred miles from where I wanna be
it feels like a hundred years since you’ve been near to me
I guess what goes around, baby, comes around
just wishing you were here with me, in Sundown
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“Guess it was somethin’ I shouldn’t have done
guess I regret it now
ever since I was a kid
tryin’ to keep my temper down is like
chasin’ wild horses, chasin’ wild horses
chasin’ wild horses
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“I got two pins in my ankle and a busted collarbone
a steel rod in my leg, but it walks me home
at nine, I climbed high into the boughs
of our neighborhood’s tallest tree
I don’t remember the fear, just the breeze
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“There’s a place out on the highway
‘cross the San Bernardino line
where the truckers and the bikers
gather every night at the same time
at seven the band comes in
and locals dance the night away
at Sleepy Joe’s Café
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“I wake up in the morning
just glad my boots are on
instead of empty in the whispering grasses
down the Five at Forest Lawn
on the set, the makeup girl brings me
two raw eggs and a shot of gin
then I give it all up for that little blue pill
that promises to bring it all back to you again