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• Artiste: Turnpike Troubadours
• Titre: Leaving Town (Woody Guthrie Festival)
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We've been there for hours I'm running late See the water towers From the interstate Looks like a party At the rocky road When we were younger And our eyes were clear We bit the under On the rearview mirror The rolling thunder Ringing in our ears Here I am now, I'm torn and tattered All mixed up in the local crowd Well, I remember when all that mattered Was getting older and leaving town Out in the alley By the parking lot Cheatwood and Linda Out taking shots Not even sneaking In the broad daylight And there's folding tables And there's Christmas lights Somebody told me You'd be back tonight Some kid who's playing A Woody Guthrie song Here I am now, I'm torn and tattered All mixed up in the local crowd I remember when all that mattered Was getting older and leaving town Porch swing is hanging From the cottonwood I turned the corner And there you stood Smiled like you used to And all the world's outside I'm mostly happy With the life I chose But here's the window That was painted closed Let's bust it open While the night's still young Here I am now, I'm torn and tattered All mixed up in the local crowd I remember when all that mattered Was getting older and leaving town