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My first name, Angelene
Prettiest mess you ever seen
Love for money is my sin
Any man calls, I'll let him in

Rose is my color and white
And pretty mouth and green, my eyes
I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul and come to me

Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
It lays open like a road

Dear God, life ain't kind
And people gettin' born and dyin'
But I've heard there's joy untold
It lays open like a road in front of me

Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
Lays open like a road

It seems so far away
I see men come and go
Two thousand miles until
I reach that open road

My first name's Angelene
My first name, Angelene   Prettiest mess you ever seen   Love for money is my sin   Any man calls, I'll let him in      Rose is my color and white   And pretty mouth and green, my eyes   I see men come and go   But there'll be one who will collect my soul and come to me      Two thousand miles away   He walks upon the coast   Two thousand miles away   It lays open like a road      Dear God, life ain't kind   And people gettin' born and dyin'   But I've heard there's joy untold   It lays open like a road in front of me      Two thousand miles away   He walks upon the coast   Two thousand miles away   Lays open like a road      It seems so far away   I see men come and go   Two thousand miles until   I reach that open road      My first name's Angelene
 
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