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Sixty from El Paso
Feelin' as can be
Driving further from the
that was slowly me

I at 4 am last monday
Filled my at luther's store
I be checking' in come sunday
'cause i know by then she'll the floor

She has it still her skull
that i am hers and she is
She's on empty and i am full of
broken dreams and wine

There's a kid who plays the
on the border bridge on the side
He dances to the
with no shoes on his
to the music that he makes as i by

And i felt just like the devil the whole night's
But right this second I feel
My tank is on empty, but i am full
of broken dreams and wine

Now the gulf wind she sings to me a love
I can her from the boxcar that I ride
Her is in my brain
music with this train
that soon take me to the other side

And she might that I'm coming back
to hold her close and her cryin'
But this freight
traveling a southbound track
full broken and hommade wine
Just broken dreams and wine
Broken and hommade wine