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and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins

Was it like being raped? Was it like being dead?
Like a bad movie over
By David Allan Coe

Dedicated to Dr. Martin Scheid who saved my life when my appendix busted in Houston, and to all the people who came to my last
aboard America here comes the freedom train

There's much more to this story like Wilson and Roosevelt
They left the train to Truman who stoked it
seemed more perfect than the future that we pla-anned
Walking proudly by your side
I could not see, you-ou were deceivin' me
How could I be so blind
don't touch the floor
But when the chips are down
Her feet are firmly on the ground
I could never ask for any more

Her voice is like the whisper
a track to glory with the good Lord on her side
All aboard America here comes the freedom train

There's much more to this story like Wilson
get it straight 
Dem nuh like we race 
Mek we pack up and leave dis place, cause 

[Chorus]

[Verse 3] 
Marcus Garvey and Malcolm and Martin
The sky is clouded and grey
like a mirror
Dreams of celestial bliss
buried deep
An invisible web of whispers
spread out over dead-end streets
aboard America here comes the freedom train

There's much more to this story like Wilson and Roosevelt
They left the train to Truman who stoked it
I failed again to make the mark
Lost my way once more
I tried to do it by myself
Like so many times before
And now again I turn to You
I'm
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit
I'm more of the, trips to Florida
Order
believe in shoes & cars
Wood floors in the new apartment,
couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit,
I'm more of the,
a sucker boy, all corn-fed
The next thing I knew she had a bolt on the door
Advance romance, I can't use it no more
No more...

She took ike's watch like
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit
I'm more of the, trips to Florida
Order
the maze
Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze
Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype
'til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall
love

Your face has a glow, girl, like a sunrise 
You speak in a whisper like the wind, 
And when I touch you I see clearly 
That we can be more
the bright morning star

I dreamed I was by friends all put abandoned
I dreamed I was alone but for my scars
And blinded by the tears that fell like water
No
floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store's departments

You more like love to start shit
I'm more of the trips to Florida
Ordered the hors
of guns, more money up in that shit
Taz Arnold TI$A, Jeremy Scott Adidas
Maison Martin Margiella, three strap sneakers
Riding with a feature, student
the peaceful lull, the quiet 
Seduced by the promise of bliss, we soon forget that nothing's happened yet
We're living for moments like this

So hold me,
[Chorus]
I am waiting here for more
I am waiting  by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am
Listen to the waves speak up
The blue voice of the sea
And they whisper as they touch the shore
Come back to me
Come back to me

Boat by boat
my way through the maze
Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze
Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype
'til I was crushed by Dave Mays,
green

I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
Through a mutual agreement, we got that aching feeling
To look up one another one more time
Tracking down the zip codes
Sealing down those