A Long Walk Home
no matter where you go
the people always know
you've roamed this world wide
with no one by your side
they all simply knew
you were only passing through
you look like a lost soul
hair black as coal
no one made a sound
as you rode though their town
an outlaw of sorts
a pirate to the ports
a drunkard in kind
when she's on your mind
you're looking for a way
to make it through the day
no one knows your name
you're not out for fame
you strayed off the track
never to make it back
you didn't set out to roam
it's just a long walk home
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