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And finds a miracle of living, it s lonesome everywhere
Eighteen-wheelers roll a little further down the line, he keeps a bottle full of white sand on his table down the hall, as he walks along the hallway
He walked carlsbad to white sands, a little lonesome and a world of troubled mind
He would hitch a ride with truckers, it s a miracle Malone, as he walks along the hallway
but it only took ten minutes for that man to realize
he s a man who has learned from where he s been
Eighteen-wheelers roll a little further down the line, in having nothing left to hide, he keeps a bottle full of white sand on his table down the hall
As he walks along the hallway, he feels that power swell up from inside
With a bed roll on his shoulder and a banjo on his knee, you never know
He feels that power swell up from inside, he s a man who has learned from where he s been
eighteen-wheelers roll a little further down the line
glad to have bi-weekly wages
He keeps a bottle full of white sand on his table down the hall, he may need to go again, in having nothing left to hide
He felt a power from inside, he found a miracle of living
And a worn map of new mexico thumb-tacked on the wall, for forty days and nights
but it only took ten minutes for that man to realize
eighteen-wheelers roll a little further down the line
he left boston in december for new mexico
And finds a miracle of living, as he walked along the highway
it s a miracle
He did not meet a girl in richmond nor in old san antone, and finds a miracle of living, he may need to go again
You never know, as he walked along the highway, a little lonesome and a world of troubled mind
a little lonesome and a world of troubled mind
He feels that power swell up from inside, it s lonesome everywhere, he left boston in december for new mexico
He found a miracle of living, he felt a power from inside
determined to forget all of the faces he d known
As he walked along the highway, he walked carlsbad to white sands, glad to have bi-weekly wages
In having nothing left to hide, he keeps a bottle full of white sand on his table down the hall, as he walked along the highway
as he walked along the highway
Determined to forget all of the faces he d known, he s a man who has learned from where he s been
he keeps a bottle full of white sand on his table down the hall
He left boston in december for new mexico, he found a miracle of living Living, you never know
And a worn map of new mexico thumb-tacked on the wall, and finds a miracle of living