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Trav'ling lady, stay awhileuntil the night is over.I'm just a station on your way,I know I'm not your lover.
Well I lived with a child of snowwhen I was a soldier,and I fought every man for heruntil the nights grew colder.
She used to wear her hair like youexcept when she was sleeping,and then she'd weave it on a loomof smoke and gold and breathing.
And why are you so quiet nowstanding there in the doorway?
You chose your journey long beforeyou came upon this highway.
Trav'ling lady stay awhileuntil the night is over.I'm just a station on your way,I know I'm not your lover.
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