Leavin' ain't fair, you know
Partin' ain't just, people got to
Indian legislation's on the desk of a do right Congressman
And
Indian legislation's on the desk of a do right Congressman
And
I am an only child
Born of the wild
Riddled to spend
We were down at Dead Man's Hill
Smoking vines like cigarettes
Looking
You followed me this far
Did you find out what's inside?
Can
You said "The world was magic"
I was wide-eyed and laughing
We
{Alright
Dancin'}
I left my anger in a river runnin' highway five
New
You can go to the east to find your
Your inner
I don't know if it was real or in a
During the time of which I speak
It was hard to
L.A. proved too much for the man
(Too much for the
(Handed down and made by hand)
Each time you pull down
Well I woke up this mornin'
Gray dawn
With a prayer on
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