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I stood in line and left my name |
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Took about six hours or so |
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Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game |
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Said they'd let me know |
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I put in my time till the Pocono line |
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Shut down two years ago |
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I was staying at the mission till I met Marie |
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Now I can't stay there no more |
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Fella 'cross town said he's lookin' for a man |
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To move some old cars around |
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Maybe me and Marie could find a burned-out |
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Van and do a little settlin' down |
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But I'm just dreamin', I ain't got no ride |
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And the junkyard's a pretty good ways |
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That job's about a half week old besides |
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It'd be gone now anyway |
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Unemployment said I got no more checks |
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And they showed me to the hall |
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My brother died in Georgia some time ago |
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I got no one left to call |
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Summer wasn't bad below the bridge |
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A little short on food that's all |
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Now I gotta get Marie some kind of coat |
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We're headed down into fall |
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I used to play the mouth harp pretty good |
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Hustled up a little dough |
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But I got drunk and I woke up rolled |
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A couple of months ago |
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They got my harp and they got my dollar |
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Them low life so and so's |
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Harps cost money and I ain't got it |
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It's my own fault, I suppose |
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The Pocono's down but the Chesapeak's runnin' |
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Two freights everyday |
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If it was just me, I'd be headed south |
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But Marie can't catch no train |
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She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby |
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Says we gotta wait and see |
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In my heart I know it's a little boy |
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Hope he don't end up like me |
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Well, the man's still grinnin' says he lost my file |
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I gotta stand in line again |
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I want to kill him but I just say no |
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I had enough of that line my friend |
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I head back to the bridge, its getting kinda cold |
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I'm feelin' too low down to lie |
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I guess I'll just tell Marie the truth |
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Hope she don't break down and cry |
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Marie she didn't wake up this morning |
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She didn't even try |
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She just rolled over and went to Heaven |
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My little boy safe inside |
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I laid them in the sun where somebody'd find them |
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Caught a Chesapeak on the fly |
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Marie will know I'm headed south |
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So's to meet me by and by |
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Marie will know I'm headed south |
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So to meet me by and by |