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The girl I ever knew
Had hair as orange as
The bluest eyes saw right through
All the BS and

She was an artist from the
And she always sang from the bottom of her
And her road was so long
She finally her way back home
Yes, she finally her way back home

The loneliest kid I saw
Owned to an old man's hands
Sitting barefoot in front of a
In a place some called, Promised Land'

He had hollow sunken
But he was big like he'd won some kinda prize
He was ragged, he was like a stone
In the dirty city streets he called home
Yeah, the dirty streets that he called home

Hobos, and troubadours
Don't ride in box like they did before
Seems like most of my
ain't around no more

Yeah, I know I'm lucky to my songs
If you want to, you can along
As you been on this so long
Won't you me find my way back home?
Help me my way back home

Won't you me find my way back home?
Help me my way back home

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