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Well I'm packing up my bags
And I'm heading out across the open road
I've been trying to see the silver lining
Waiting like a wandering soul
Well I started out as something
But I changed along the way, I know
I'm 300 miles from Denver
I don't think I'll ever make it before dark
When all she sees is Past
And all I see is Future
"Oh my Lord"
She says, Oh my lord
Well I told myself the worst is over
Things are looking up today
I stopped inside a corner store
And I asked the owner for the time
He said, "Son we don't sell that here
You best be moving down the line"
When all she sees is Past
And all I see is Future
"Oh my Lord"
She says, Oh my lord
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