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(John M. Green)
On a Greyhound thirty beyond Jamestown
He saw the sun set on the line
He looked at the young man who was riding him
He said I'm old, kind of out inside
I worked my whole in the steel mills of Gary
And my father before me I helped build land
Now I'm and with God as my witness
I earned every dollar that passed my hands
My family and freinds are the things I've known
Through the eye of the needle I'll carry home

Days to minutes
And minutes to
Life away the dreams
we have planned
You are and you are the future
So suck it up and it out
And be the you can
The rain hit the old dog in the twilight's last
He son it sounds like rattling old bones
highway is long but I know some that are longer
By sunup tomorrow I guess be home
Through the hills of Kentucky the Ohio River
The old man kept 'bout his life and his times
He fell with his head against the window
He said an honest man's pillow is his of mind
This world offers riches and riches grow wings
I don't take stock in those things

The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to
I do things my way and I pay a high
When I think on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I'm I can see he was right
Another hot one out on Eleven
This is my life, it's what chosen to do
There are no free rides, no one said be easy
The old man me this, my son, I'm telling it to you