My door is locked, my debts are paid.
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I'll do the Chicago promenade.
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My back was turned I did not see
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that shadow climbing up on me.
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I took my turn at fixing hearts
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but that goes bad before it starts.
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I'm desperate now, I must say.
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I'll do the Chicago promenade.
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If I die now before I'm old
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my story will be less than told.
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There's so much more to suffer through
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before I meet again with you.
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I've tried so hard and I've been so blind.
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I thought we could all grieve one at a time.
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I lost a friend. It felt like five,
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a man who wouldn't compromise.
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I'll think of him on New Year's Day
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and do the Chicago promenade.
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Chicago Promenade
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| Jason Isbell |
