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Gun
it's raining it's
and you didn't bring a
nebraska will never let you back home
and on and wine
by the mart sign
any night i'll be to bet
a young girl
with sweet wishes
and pretty dreams
standin there and all wet

now a place off the drag
called the gilbert
there's a letters burned out in the sign
and better than a bus stop
and they do good
every it rains
for sweet little
with nothing in their
but little wishes
and blue jeans

now it's raining pouring
the old mam is
now i lay me down to
i hear the sirens in the
all the dreams are made of
i no way to get back home
i'd rather die i wake
like monroe
and throw my out in
the street and the will make 'em grow

now the night clerk he got a foot
and heard every hard luck story
at least a hundred times or
he says check out is 10 am
and that's just what he
and you go up the
with sweet wishes
and blue dreams

now it's raining it's
and just fine
swindle a little out of her
put a in the sign
never trust a
wearin' shades after
be careful of that old bow tie he
it a sweet little bullet
from a blu gun
to put those scarlet ribbons in hair
no that ain't no bomb
4th of all done
just fool playin' that second line
from the of a pretty blue gun

no that ain't no cherry
4th of july's all
just some fool that second line
from the of a pretty blue gun