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You've b een long and o n the open road
Y ou?ve been sleepin? in the r ain.
F rom the dirty words a nd muddy cells
Y our clothes are smeared and s tained.
But t he dirty words and m uddy cells
W ill soon be judged ins ane.
So o nly stop and r est yourself
? Til you are off a gain.
And t ake off your t hirsty boots
And s tay for aw hile.
Your f eet are hot and w eary
F rom a dusty m ile.
And m aybe I can m ake you laugh
A nd maybe I can t ry.
J ust looking for t he evening
A nd the mornin? i n your e ye.
Then t ell me of the o nes you saw
A s far as you could s ee.
Ac ross the plains from f ield to town
M arching to be f ree.
And o f the rusty pr ison gates
T hat tumble by d egree
Like l aughing children o ne by one
W ho look like you and m e.
Then t ake off your t hirsty boots
And s tay for aw hile.
Your f eet are hot and w eary
F rom a dusty m ile.
And m aybe I can m ake you laugh
A nd maybe I can t ry.
J ust looking for the e vening
A nd the mornin? i n your e ye.
(x4)
I k now that you?re n o stranger
D own the crooked rainbow t rail.
From d ancing cliffheads s hattered sills
O f slandered shackled j ails.
But t he voices drift up f rom below
A s his walls are being s caled.
A nd all of this
A nd more my friend
Y our song shall not be f ailed.
Then t ake off your t hirsty boots
And s tay for aw hile.
Your f eet are hot and w eary
F rom a dusty m ile.
And m aybe I can m ake you laugh
A nd maybe I can t ry.
J ust looking for the e vening
A nd the mornin? i n your e ye.
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