"Living on the road my friend
was gonna keep you free and clean
now you wear your skin like iron
your breath’s as hard as kerosene
you weren’t your mama’s only boy
but her favorite one it seems
she began to cry when you said goodbye
and sank into your dreams"
was gonna keep you free and clean
now you wear your skin like iron
your breath’s as hard as kerosene
you weren’t your mama’s only boy
but her favorite one it seems
she began to cry when you said goodbye
and sank into your dreams"
❤
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