Wooden Wand - Southern Colorado Song

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catch me sleeping at your back door
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lying prone beneath the dawn
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i was ready to leave , when the sprinklers turned on

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a day of reckonings upon me ,
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but right now i need some rest
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a little camp ground in saint isabel
just to the west

Am F C

Dm G
life goes by so fast ,
Dm G
but it`s the minutes drag on slow ,
Dm G
sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go

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bank job somewhere in bumfxxk georgia
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fill that ceiling full of holes
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a hundred twenty miles an hour
sounds like thunder rolls

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in a canyon city walmart
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cops and cameras all around
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stops sticks down along the asphalt slowed us down
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and if it weren’t for that guard rail
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we be laughing at you now
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we were dead – set on getting away somehow

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Dm G
life goes by so fast ,
Dm G
but it`s the minutes drag on slow ,
Dm G
sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go

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if you ever think of me and wonder
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ask yourself where i might be
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keep your eyes fixed on the shadow ,
you`ll find me .

Am F C ( till end )