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So much promise with so much pain |
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Surveying eyes overloaded again |
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No signs to follow and the road is dark16 miles out of |
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Denver was slow2000 markers more to go |
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Criss crossing the country so many believe in |
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And you're out there doing what you would die for |
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Believing till there's no turning back |
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Take the cities the railroads built |
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Shipping lines and immigrants |
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Like Leadbelly says no use for the |
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Bourgeois |
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TownsReno, |
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San Antonio |
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Elko, Nuevo |
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LaredoYou're beat and bleeding but stubbornly shining |
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Trying not to wear hearts on sleeves |
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That's the way it seems to always be |
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The salt and the steel of the breath of those not keeping still |
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I look for you and |
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I know you're out there |
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In this mind we breathe the same air |
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Lonely roads and freight trains will keep us sane |
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And you're out there doing what you would die for |
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Believing till there's no turning back |
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And you're out there doing what you would die for |
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Believing till there's no turning back |