| Unmarked stones in the burial ground |
| Unmarked wheel keeps the wagon goin' round |
| Casablanca, have you heard the news? |
| Fog will lift, I got the jet lag blues |
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| Freight yards down in Wichita |
| Freight hopper's luck is hard to draw |
| Grass fires burn the Oklahoma plains |
| Summer comes and the dust remains |
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| Your daddy's rich and I am poor (but rich at heart) |
| Your spoiled daughter well she wants more |
| Spirit comes through obstructed mirrors |
| I'll catch the train right out of here |
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| It's been this way many times before |
| Legends made of old folklore |
| That'll be my ticket right out of here |
| Stage stop seven miles, my dear |
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| On a rooftop down in Senegal |
| These malaria pills, they don't work at all |
| Been up now for seven days |
| All my dreams in a purple haze |
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| Unmarked stones in the burial ground |
| Unmarked wheel keeps the wagon goin' round |
| Casablanca, have you heard the news? |
| Fog will lift, I got the jet lag blues |
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