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

Days to minutes
And minutes to
Life sweeps away the
That we planned
You are and you are the future
So it up and tough it out
And be the you can
The rain hit the old dog in the last gleaming
He son it sounds like rattling old bones
This highway is long but I know that are longer
By sunup I guess 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 against the
He said an honest man's is his peace of mind
This world offers riches and riches will wings
I don't stock 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
When I think on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I'm older I can see he was
hot one out on Highway Eleven
This is my life, it's what chosen to do
are no free rides, no one said it'd be easy
The old man me this, my son, I'm telling it to you