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I’m going down walking

with my hands in my pockets

down to New Orleans

where all streets have a name

there are the longest trains

i have ever seen

when i will be alone

I will call you on the phone

I will give you some money

And you will send me my horse

he knows the easy way

to take me out of the border

I’m tired of not finding

What i’m looking for

I have a head that weighs

more than a guns' crate

I have no legs to climb into the saddle

i think i’m lost

Lord have mercy

Give me the strength to keep walking

Lord have mercy

Give me the strength to keep riding

until I finally find

the right way to forget

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