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On A Plain - Live At The Paramount/1991

de Michael Shynes

She almost broke her neck, staring out at California
It held everything she wanted in this life
Cassette tapes in the deck so tired of living in
Slow motion, the answers always short a thousand miles

Well, I know one thing, girl's a tidal wave
If you try to lock her down she’ll take the fire escape

She said please send pictures of home
'Cause I was born for life on the road
There ain’t no part of me that’s alone
And every right thing just feels so wrong

She says: Mr Johnston sir, how do you like your coffee?
I’m gonna own this building someday
He said: Listen up my dear, more working and less talking
This man only saw her one way

Well I know one thing, she’s a firey ring
If you try to close the door she’ll find some glass to break

She said please send pictures of home
'Cause I was born for life on the road
There ain’t no part of me that’s alone
And every right thing just feels so wrong

Made her first million there
Then thought she’d try Times Square
But she’d trade everything
To be young again in Tennessee

Please send pictures of home
Please send pictures of home

She says: Daddy, I’m coming home
I just passed Walton's old corner store
I’m so damn tired of being alone
And every smart thing’s feeling so wrong

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