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

Days turn to
And minutes to
Life sweeps the dreams
That we have
You are young and you are the
So suck it up and it out
And be the you can
The hit the old dog in the twilight's last gleaming
He said son it sounds rattling old bones
This is long but I know some that are longer
By sunup tomorrow I I'll be home
Through the hills of Kentucky 'cross the River
The old man kept talking 'bout his and his times
He fell asleep with his head the window
He said an honest pillow is his peace of mind
This world riches and riches will grow wings
I don't take in those uncertain things

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