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Mornin' On The Desert
Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,
the elements have freedom,
but what about me?
Trailing from bar to bar
like new age saloons,
why's it so hard
just to find me a home?
I keep on wandering,
wondering where's my milk and honey?
People sippin' on moonshine
or as some call it money.
Mornin' on the desert, and th...
Sunday 15th April 2012 5:18 pm
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