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The man come to shake my hand
And rob me of my farm
I shot him dead and hung my head
And drove off in his car
So on the run with a smokin gun
Im lookin for the coast
Of all the things Ive had and lost
Your love I miss the most
And hell will have to pay
I went a little bit too far Id say
Half drunk I stumble on
The whiskey from the bar
Sleepin in the Santa Monica pier
With the Junkies and the Stars
For when I wore a Spanish cross
Was reachin for my hand
Then a stranger took the place
Of words I couldnt understand
And theres nothing but the ground
Its the only place Ive found
Where I can lay my head in town
Down on the boulevard
The sidewalk shuffles change
Cracked out from the night before
Hallucinating in the rain
So I borrowed a quarter for
A call to the other side
Told god that the whole damn world
Was waitin in line to die
But not me this time
I left the trouble far behind
And then he tied his arm off one more time
The man come to shake my hand
And rob me of my farm