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It’s April fifth and what a scene,
from El Paso to Abilene.
The snow laid like a blanket thrown across the plains.
It was the spring of ninety-six,
weather’s up to her same old tricks.
I’d gladly trade the sun for all this rain.
I’m on the road again...
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I crossed from Texas to New Mexico,
prob’ly sixteen more hours to go.
And this damn road just seems to go on and on.
It’s not a stranger anymore,
I’ve been this way some times before.
Today the rain is fallin’ and I’m all alone.
I’m going home...
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As I crossed the Great Divide,
the sun came out and caught my eye.
But it’s just playin’ a game of hide and seek.
The Southern Pacific carries it’s load,
lumbering off to parts unknown.
Tomorrow we will both be far from here.
I could use a beer...
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Just outside the Arizona line,
the sun came out one more time.
The sky was ablaze with the fire of a dying day.
Soon the darkness will envelope me,
and write this page into history.
This is something that I will not soon forget.
On that I’d bet...
On that I’d bet...
On that I’d bet...
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