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By Cowboy Junkies, It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you
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By Cowboy Junkies, Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on
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By Cowboy Junkies, A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted
A tattoo burned
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By Cowboy Junkies, What does he see in those mashed potatoes?
What secrets does
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By Cowboy Junkies, The money would be pretty good if a quart of
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By Cowboy Junkies, He searched for those wings that he knew
that this
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By Cowboy Junkies, Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful
as that of
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By Cowboy Junkies, Again at the end of the rainbow.
Again no gold to
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By Cowboy Junkies, Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting
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By Cowboy Junkies, She was found beneath the gate,
forsaken at the gate.
Who would
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By Cowboy Junkies, Black eyed man he took the blame
for the poisoning of
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By Cowboy Junkies, Where’d you go my blue eyed saviour?
Where’d you go my
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By Cowboy Junkies, I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to
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By Cowboy Junkies, Blue Moon Revisited
I only want to say
That if there is
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By Cowboy Junkies, Mouths to feed. Shoes to buy.
Rent to pay. Tears to
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By Cowboy Junkies, Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms
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By Cowboy Junkies, I want to walk away
like Judas from the table.
Turn
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By Cowboy Junkies, If I pour your cup
That is friendship
If I add your
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By Cowboy Junkies, The stillness here,
like what he sometimes finds inside her,
hits
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By Cowboy Junkies, BABY HIT THE BACK DOOR BREATHIN' REAL HEAVY
SAID THE BOYS
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By Cowboy Junkies, Reach a hand to the crescent moon
Grab hold of the
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By Cowboy Junkies, If you’ve gone and made your mind up
‘bout leaving tomorrow,
take
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By Cowboy Junkies, Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder
on
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By Cowboy Junkies, The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.
The beautiful is
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By Cowboy Junkies, September skies,
bodies falling
Never again will you catch me admiring
those vast
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By Cowboy Junkies, Can't lose the taste of this river mud
Black water in
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By Cowboy Junkies, I hope that I find what I'm reaching for
The way
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By Cowboy Junkies, The way you kissed me this morning
It told me that
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By Cowboy Junkies, My first recollection is a day in December
Black iron steam
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By Cowboy Junkies, I met her in a church on a Sunday evening
not
