It's a long and dusty road, It's a hot and a heavy load
And the folks that I meet ain't always kind
Some are bad; some are good
Some have done the best they could
Some have tried to ease my troubled mind
Nail my shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace 'em up and bar the door
The answers I know I'll never find
:::::+:::::LLITTY peace friends
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