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Desperadoes Waiting For A Train
I played the Red River Valley. He'd sit in the kitchen and cry. Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'. "I wonder, Lord, has every well I've drilled gone dry?".
Don't Let The Sunshine Fool Ya'
Now, me and this friend named, Streetlife Brown. We got a bottle of red and walked downtown. One hand on the jug and one on time. He said, "I bet you a dollar against this next line".
Desperadoes Waiting For A Train
I'd play the Red River Valley. And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry. And run his fingers through seventy years of livin'. And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?".
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