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Can it really be that lone since I've been home to momma? Can it really be that long as the letters try to say?
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I'm more lonesome right now than ever I remember. I'm more lonesome right now than I was yesterday.
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I'm running out of tomorrows. All the good ole boys are gone.
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I'm running out of tomorrows, singin' yesterday's song.
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Here's another cheap motel out on 101 to Fresno. Got the TV turned up loud. Too much quiet makes me blue.
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Once I thought I'd be a doctor but I quit school runnin' wild. There's no one here to sit beside me. There's nothin' I can really do.
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I just looked into the mirror. All my hair is getting' thin. I just looked into the mirror where a young man used to be.
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And I remember Mary. She went and married some young lawyer.
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Lord, I remember Mary; was all I ever hope to see.
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RUNNING OUT OF TOMORROWS
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| John Stewart |
