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suitcase and threw it away 
I fell asleep in the funeral fire 
I gave my clothes to the police man 

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul
violent man
But I'd sure be rotting in jail today if I'd had me a gun in my hand
I went inside threw her clothes on the floor and laid a suitcase across
police know I see 'em 
So I'm headin' up to Reno like a geo and I'll great 'em 
Free my mind of lifes inconsistencies 
You got a lot but yo you can't
hard to get by 
And that's why, when you're young in the streets 
You gotta live and let die 

Some say this ain't the life to choose 
Rage is
the key in staged
Dialectics

Sneaking out, suitcase shown
Lover must have a man
To quiz of making man
This joy, pain on her heart

Smooth things
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
You live in a time of decay 
When the worth of a man is how much he can play 
Every day all the public must know 
Where you are, what you do 
Cause
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
a suitcase in her hand
And she took off on a train this mornin'
And she was meetin' some other man, yes

She used to treat me real good and I wonder why I
I'm totally confused by you
I'm totally confused by you

Ten foot man
Makin' my lunch
You'll never understand
I want you so much

And I never
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
a tailor
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
The only
hooked that shit up man, this shit's jumpin' off tonight
It oughta be happenin' at 4 in the morning

Ah alright, we got somethin' for their ass

Quiet,
Woman driving Mans sleeping,
With a suitcase on the rack,
White lines shootin by,
On the pavement like the sky
Looking straight ahead into
I am just one man with his one pair of eyes 
I dress in normal clothes and I don't try to disguise 
I'm looking out for love however it may seem
lookin' in the mirror like I'm really him
Man, I'm really him, you just fillin' in
Man, I got a blunt, can I get a light?
Yeah, I took the summer off to get
keep it movin' they run, run, run
You got no hustle you got
You end up layin' in blood, blood, blood
We all just tryin' to get by

Check this check
suitcase in the back
(Whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash
Headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back

It's four
heroes
Chorus:Staring at your window with a suitcase in my handThe streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damnMy boots just keep
when he was young he robbed the bank and then ran
But now he lives an honest life and he's got a lovely wife
But still it hurts to be a wanted man
But he
sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's
walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark-haired man
 
In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby

A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in
walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark-haired man
 
In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman
walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark-haired man
 
In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman