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hi, how are you?
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YEAH!
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i dont post here really.
www.questionablecontent.net.
read that everyday.
its serisouly addictive.
shit heads.
www.questionablecontent.net.
read that everyday.
its serisouly addictive.
shit heads.
The Simpsons almost disprove Fermat's Last Theorem
snakes on a weed
i hope im not the only one who is like REALLY excited about this.
new song.
another 3am morning
low like rocks under feet
riding on a boxcar
its really riding over me
riding towards salvation
and its headed for redemption
but tonight ill let it ride
let it ride on over me
its sink or swim
and its a choice you gotta make
sink or swim in the bottle,
itll all be the same
baby, itll be like that train
the one i miss every time
that i go to those tracks
and lay down on that line.
let it ride on over
like all the times before
ill just catch it next time around
when im on that line layin down.
and ive been to old new orleans
oh lord i heard that train
i miss atlanta and its nights
i heard that whistle once again
one of these days when that old train comes around
youll find me on those tracks
but i wont be layin down
let it ride on over
like all the times before
ill just catch it next time around
when im on that line layin down.
low like rocks under feet
riding on a boxcar
its really riding over me
riding towards salvation
and its headed for redemption
but tonight ill let it ride
let it ride on over me
its sink or swim
and its a choice you gotta make
sink or swim in the bottle,
itll all be the same
baby, itll be like that train
the one i miss every time
that i go to those tracks
and lay down on that line.
let it ride on over
like all the times before
ill just catch it next time around
when im on that line layin down.
and ive been to old new orleans
oh lord i heard that train
i miss atlanta and its nights
i heard that whistle once again
one of these days when that old train comes around
youll find me on those tracks
but i wont be layin down
let it ride on over
like all the times before
ill just catch it next time around
when im on that line layin down.
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i ain't much of a lover its true,
im here and im gone and im forever blue
but im sure wantin you
im here and im gone and im forever blue
but im sure wantin you
blahhhhh
i really like this song.
heres the lyrics.
Mileage has taken its toll
Paid it with lines to show
You've had your fill of asphalt
Cough tremors, and smoke-filled doors
Look like the habit controls you
You look like you need a rest
You've made it to the timber-line
Don't know what to expect
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
**YOU To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
Song strains, distant, over
A barroom drink-filled roar
The old folksinger lays it down
Not for long, no longer ignored
Spinning tales of temptation
Gambling days lost and won
No crimes committed here
Too much habit could be the one
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
Never seen half of what you've seen
Real life never quite adds up
The road goes on when the faces don't
Word of mouth never tells the truth
Like to hear your story told
With a two-step beat and rhyme
Could be Tennessee or Texas
On and on, that road winds
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
heres the lyrics.
Mileage has taken its toll
Paid it with lines to show
You've had your fill of asphalt
Cough tremors, and smoke-filled doors
Look like the habit controls you
You look like you need a rest
You've made it to the timber-line
Don't know what to expect
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
**YOU To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
Song strains, distant, over
A barroom drink-filled roar
The old folksinger lays it down
Not for long, no longer ignored
Spinning tales of temptation
Gambling days lost and won
No crimes committed here
Too much habit could be the one
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
Never seen half of what you've seen
Real life never quite adds up
The road goes on when the faces don't
Word of mouth never tells the truth
Like to hear your story told
With a two-step beat and rhyme
Could be Tennessee or Texas
On and on, that road winds
God knows, you don't need it
Too early, you might be the one
To find yourself somewhere else
Too early in the sun
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