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

She was an from the start
And she always sang from the of her heart
And though her road was so
She made her way back home
Yes, she finally made her way home

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

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

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

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

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