Old beatup suitcase on the platform a train ticket in my hand
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And the train just arrivin' that'll take me as far as fourteen dollars can
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But the train won't take me far enough it never has before
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I've got to find how far her memory reaches then go one mile more
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I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough or a hole too dark and deep
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Cause if I lose her mem'ry in a bottle of wine she finds me in my sleep
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[ guitar ]
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I think of me and that old suitcase places we've both been
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Down the rails and the jails and the cheap hotels now we're gone again
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And when I'll ride my money up and they won't let me ride no more
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Then I'll wait by the track for a slow moving freight and watch for an open door
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I ain't never found a mountain...
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She finds me in my sleep she finds me in my sleep
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One Mile More
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Nat Stuckey |