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Stephen Stills - Four Days Gone lyrics
I met two kind people on the road I was parched and dry from the cold I've been traveling four days and nights, sir and I do want to thank you for the ride and the soup your wife made tasted fine if it's all the same, I'll be on my way at the next turn 'cause I'm four days gone into running And my baby is waiting, I hope, sir After fifteen trucks and an old Ford and the government madness... I ran away and I to say, I can't tell you my name 'cause I'm four days gone into running I can't even go home Take my baby and run I got reason to live I got things I can give And I'm four days gone into running |
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