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I missed my bus

At the London Station

I had to take the milk run

At two hours difference

I took a seat beside an old man

He was drinking red wine

He said: I got ya a drink son

If you’ve got the time

He said: I’ve been gone awhile.

I’ve thumbed my way across this country-wide

Cold shoulders and road signs

Were my only friends

Thumbed across that prairie stretch

In a cherry red corvette

I Slept beside the railroad tracks

Back in Thunder Bay

I played hide and seek with the sun

I’ve stared down the barrel of a gun

I even slept in the jailhouse some

Back in the month of May

Picket fences always looked like bones to me

So I rambled far and free

Time to put this soul to sleep

This old dog has had his day.

High on the horizon I see these words across the sky

Everything turns to dust by and by.

I’ve run from the cold and I’ve played with fire

I sang bass in a hobo choir

To the melody of screaming tires

Lord don’t I love that sound

I’ve talked to god and held the devil’s hand

Slept down in the mud and the sand

Regrets just ain’t my style man

They’re too heavy to lug around

But sometimes I get to thinking about

All them things I’ve been missing out

Lord, I wished I’d of settled down

And maybe bought some land

It gets me feeling some kinda low

When a north wind howls so

But then I hear a lonesome train whistle blow

And lord here I go again.

The old man hunched low in his seat

He let out a breath slow and deep

His eyes bowed down with sleep

And he just kinda trailed off

I saw the lights of my hometown

The bus broke and slowed right down

The old man was still sleeping sound

When I hit my stop.

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