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The girl I ever knew
Had hair as as Halloween
The bluest eyes that saw 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 made her way back home
Yes, she finally her way back home

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

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

Hobos, tramps and
ride in box cars like they did before
Seems like most of my
Just ain't no more

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

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