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There's a dirty piece of cardboard
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that reads Montgomery Ward
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taped across the window of my old Ford.
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A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings,
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I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing
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I'd better change my wandrin ways,
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I know I've seen my better days,
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always gettin' high when I get low.
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Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
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Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
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The storms of life are washin' me away.
An old mail pouch, tobacco sign
fadin' on the barn,
bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road.
Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around,
but that was years ago.
I'd better change my wandrin ways,
I know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away.
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