Frisco's a mile long away you can afford to fly
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But it might as well be the moon Lord when you're as broke as I
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Here I sit with my head in my hands watching the trains roll by
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Lord the Helping Hand Mission man warned me that the nights here got cold
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When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
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When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
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When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time
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When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train
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[ steel ]
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Old Frisco's a mighty rich city now that ain't no lie
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Well they have some buildings that reach nearly a mile in the sky
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Everyone's so busy they can't tell me the reason why
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Here's a world full of people so damn many people alone
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When you're alone life just don't seem worth living
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While you're alive gotta learn to live with the pain
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You've been grown for so long there's no one left who'll forgive
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You find yourself searching your mind for the links to the chain
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When you're cold...
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Frisco Depot
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| Waylon Jennings |
