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Sons of the Desert - Colorado lyrics
(Drew Womack) Colorado's just to cold You see I'm a gulf coast boy by heart It's in my blood Where I left my soul The pain all started way back when I lost faith in us again Pulled up my roots And replanted them in paradise Where my life has gone to hell Life was fine, back home, back then And I could blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just to perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you These white-capped mountains and deep blue skies I can't admire through these shallow brown eyes It can't be done Without you life ain't no fun Precious gifts I take for granted I started with you now this place I'm planted is bringing me down Girl, I'm all peaked out in paradise Where my life has gone to hell Life was fine, back home, back then So I blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just too perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you Life was fine, back home, back then And I could blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just to perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you |
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