bessie…
Sunday, July 27th, 2008She waved me down as i roared up highway 55.
So I pulled over and checked her out.
She started to tell me where the local watering holes were,
but soon someone sauntered over…
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She waved me down as i roared up highway 55.
So I pulled over and checked her out.
She started to tell me where the local watering holes were,
but soon someone sauntered over…
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On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were bikes and drums and fire and things
There was dust and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a guy with a buzz
And the sky with billowy clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
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