Lyin' on a cold floor but honey I ain't so poor.
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Got all the stars in Heaven
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And the ghosts of old Hank Williams.
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I can ride a boxcar.
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I love to read the names on them.
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Up and down the West Coast.
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Fifteen hundred miles, no place to lay my head.
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I passed around a bottle.
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I bummed cigarettes and I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean.
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I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean.
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Stretched out and wild.
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'scuse me, Miss? You done made my list.
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I been cravin' your attention.
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I must confess I ain't new to this
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But it's been too long to mention.
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I'm not into temptation
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But I'll take it every chance that I can get.
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Rollin' up and down the West Coast
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Fifteen hundred miles, no place to lay my head
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I passed around a bottle.
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I bummed cigarettes and I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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Stretched out and wild
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Stretched out and wild
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'A broken no good rambler'
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Honey, that's just your opinion
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I'm the king of this old highway and the road is my dominion
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I can ride a boxcar
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I love to read the names on them
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Rollin' up and down the West Coast
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Fifteen hundred miles, no place to lay my head
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I passed around a bottle
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I bummed cigarettes and I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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I am
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Stretched out and wild as the world deepest ocean
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Stretched out and wild
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Stretched out and wild
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Stretched out and wild
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Stretched out and wild
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West Coast Hobo In a Boxcar Blues
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| Big Sugar |
