Texas blues, "The wanderer"

Saw an old man down by the riverside, lookin' 'bout half past dead/ Gave him two dollars and a penny, for to get a bottle just to cool his head/ Turned around to hand it back to me, and I looked at him like he was mad/ Swept his gaze up to my...

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I Don't Know...

I Don't Know... What tomorrow brings. The changing seasons; Different birds that sing... I don't know... What I'm meant to say; 'Cause I live each moment, From day to day... And I don't know... How sorrow feels; I've no regrets, For all I've...

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Heckle tweak

I already told you... I don't need that around me. If you hear voices, They're your own. Don't let the sound Hold me down. Left alone... I'm not against you; Nobody is! But the meth... You feel all of this... A childhood...

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Pot City

Oh, man... can you feel it? Let's hit it! I'm down... So much work to wear The crown... Pot city, can you feel it? Let's be real; it doesn't kill; It's not legal; still I feel Regal... If I can take a hit, And nobody gives a...

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