(Nanci Griffith)
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I once was a lot like you
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We share a dream
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I couldn't make come true
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I was a child who wrote my name
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Across a frosted window pane
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And there are jobs that I might hold
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If they'd just let me through the door
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Without a shower and new clothes
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That I can ill afford
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Chorus
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Can you spare the time?
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Can you spare a dime?
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Can you look me in the eye?
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I'm down'n'out
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And I am lonely
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Do you ever think of me on Sunday?
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No, I don't live across the water
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Hey, I live right here on this corner
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Just a bank account away from America
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I won't hurt your family
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I don't want a house there on your street
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And I know that you think that I'm
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As lazy as a hobo's sigh
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Now, you call me down'n'outer
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If there's a way out
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I've not found 'er
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I only want to earn my piece of America
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Chorus
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I'm just a bank account away from America
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Down'n'Outer
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Nanci Griffith |