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100 Damned Guns - Skies Are Never Gray lyrics
I walk around with worn out shoes and dusty clothes And all the friends I've ever known have gone away I roam around the streets throughout this town that was my home Nowadays I see no reason I should stay There was a man who talked about a southbound train He said it'd take me far away from here So now I'm gone, I'll try to find another place to call my home Where friends are plenty and the skies are always clear There ain't no doctors on the traincars To tell you you can't smoke Ain't no women throwing fits along the way Ain't no policemen in the pitch camps To throw you in the poke Ain't no suffering and the skies are never gray I'm gonna ride this train on further down the line It keeps a stopping but I'll ride it to the end I'm going to a place where all the rivers flow with wine The smell of ham and beans is blowin' in the wind There ain't no doctors on the traincars To tell you you can't smoke Ain't no women throwing fits along the way Ain't no policemen in the pitch camps To throw you in the poke Ain't no suffering and the skies are never gray Ain't no suffering and the skies are never gray |
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