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By Jay Farrar, Up the Hudson Valley across New York State to Chicago
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By Jay Farrar, Settling down with warm-glow woodstove and kerosene
peace you're looking for,
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By Jay Farrar, This river of road,
It don't flow like it used to.
But
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By Jay Farrar, There is no need to say another word
It will be
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By Jay Farrar, Only interested in the sad music
The voice of Willamine
She makes
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By Jay Farrar, Woke up in a west that’s wild,
Woke up in a
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By Jay Farrar, Anyone caught speaking Esperanto
Is thought crazy or headed for jail
There's
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By Jay Farrar, Walked the sidewalks of San Francisco.
Spent the night in a
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By Jay Farrar, With the motion of a bird with a broken wing
No
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By Jay Farrar, Along for the ride or just watching the time
The spirit
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By Jay Farrar, Fool King's Crown gets passed around,
Everybody wants to have it.
Fool
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By Jay Farrar, Maydays of mercy, can't wait it out.
Remembrances of pride, guilt,
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By Jay Farrar, Who do you know?
Who do you trust?
Who keeps you sane?
Who
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By Jay Farrar, Say you do
Say you don't
Say you will
Say you won't
Believe in
