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Now summer had been no friend to him and fall was looming cold

There was a pocket of warm near a jewelry store sellin things of gold

So he sat himself beneath the sign in the window; it said Well made sold

Jim Weston was a local cop, only 24 years old

Got a call from the jewelry store, the same old message told

Must be a million times, wish hed had a dime for every stop at that shop of gold

But all is well, all is well

All except for the town crier

But hey, hed never tell

You see he cries in his sleep

And lies when he speaks

All is well

So the old man says, Nice to see you, Jim

And Jim smiled cause the whole town knew his name

But he couldn’t recall that of the man who was sittin out in the rain

And his face was flushed with the blood of a heart of shame

You gotta get going old man, this ain’t no place for you

The owners of the shop have complained

The old man pulls himself up and says, Well, thats just the same

Even a warm grate in a slab of concretes no place for a man with no name

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