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Off The Tracks

Written March 19, 2013 Along the fine black print Has left me wondering why They've been making it so hard For a poor old man to die I know what I done Even God would shun From the tales I've told Of the bodies turned cold The world has turned Yet the butter still churns Along the Alabama coast Where I used to boast Its been a few years now Since the car stopped running A loose train off the tracks Lord I should have seen it coming They know I've learned my lesson But hell won't let me out 'Cause heaven won't take me in Such a wicked world's chagrin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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