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Lyrics copied from Kent Archibald
The gravel flies, up off the tires
Last night I caught, my baby lyin
She said that she loved me, said she d be true
I turned around and she had found somebody new
I could have took it, I would ve tried
But hey she wouldn t even tell me why
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And there ain t no easy road
It doesn t matter who you are or who you know
Listen son, there s just one thing I know
There ain t no easy road
I couldn t believe, my very eyes
Out on the street with some other guy
I made a scene, the coppers came
Threw me in jail I told them I was not to blame
They called my sister, took home my van
She just said mister I hoped that you would know by now
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The whistle wails, the train rolls on
I guess I ll go back to where I come from
To where my Daddy sits, on a little porch
On a little farm in a little town that they call Jericho
He always told me, son you should know
The walls always tumble down
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