الكلمات الأصلية
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I was born
In a town
Where the roads were gravel, sand and old mud
I was torn
From my home
By a traveling show from south of the state
CHORUS:
The roadways bring me pain
Under the driving rain
The tracks I leave are deep
And silently I weep
All I had
Was a song
That ran its circles all through my head
All so sad
Is this tune
Reminds I have no place to go
I walk slow
On this path
And seek a rainbow that must be gone
But it glows
In the night
The moon is just another way out
