Tom: A
Introdução:
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Catch me sleeping at your back door
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Lying prone beneath the dawn
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I was ready to leave, when the sprinklers turned on
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A day of reckonings upon me,
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But right now I need some rest
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A little camp ground in Saint Isabel
Just to the west
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Dm G
Life goes by so fast,
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but it`s the minutes drag on slow,
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Sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go
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Bank job somewhere in bumfuck Georgia
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Fill that ceiling full of holes
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A hundred twenty miles an hour
sounds like thunder rolls
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In a Canyon City walmart
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Cops and cameras all around
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Stops Sticks down along the asphalt slowed us down
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and if it weren't for that guard rail
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We be laughing at you now
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We were dead-set on getting away somehow
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Dm G
Life goes by so fast,
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but it`s the minutes drag on slow,
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Sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go
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If you ever think of me and wonder
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Ask yourself where I might be
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Keep your eyes fixed on the shadow,
You`ll find me.
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