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LAmying in my bed got no dreams in my head that hEaven't been drug cross the flAmoor wAmaiting for the sun buried on the ocean for Ewhat feels like ten thousand years or mAmore
IDm have seen the mountain AmAnd I've walked the valleys IE've been through the cities AmI have walked the alleys oDmn a summer evening wAmith the racoons grieving E I've seen the coldAm dark mare
IG was young and bold fCalling in love with barmaids oEut on cemetary rAmow mDmy pockets lined with gold, wAmaiting for the crusades tEo leave this helpless world aloAmne
AmI looked from flesh and bone on the place that I called home Estanding in the ruins of downtoAmwn AmIron lace haunted street, itching heel has got me beat Ebut there's nothing that important to me Amnow
IDm was born a rambler, Amguess I always will oEnce you get the habit Amyou just can't stand still but Dmnow I'm all dishevelled rAmunning like the devil oEn my hind legs in tAmhe sun
TGhere were many times CI wish that I'd have stayed bEut I know I can't go Amhome IDm tried to stay in time Ambut time slips away nEow I'm out here on my Amown
wAmhen you're poor without a dream this old world keeps getting mean aEnd happiness is just a word you knAmow lAmeft in a world of pain on ten thousand miles of railroad train iEt doesn't really matter where I Amgo
CDmross the states by moonlightAm I often wonder iEf they'll ever hang me Amfor all the love I stole ODm Mr Organ Grinder, pleAmase tell me where to find Her OE Lady Luck just dropped me Amcold
SGometimes I'm lost sCometimes I'm driven sEometimes I know not where toAm roam tDmhey're gonna bury me Amon some forgotten morning uEntil then I have no hAmome
Tabbed by Daniel Steiger with the assistance of Chordify