

Long Gone
This boy's a leavin and I ain't comin back.
Gonna flip me a Dicer and roll on down the track.
Now there's no work to be found so I've heard it said.
Well I don't need no bosses to keep my belly feed.
Long gone so long so long I'm gone.
I'm gonna pick this old flat top across our great land.
From Chicago Illinois to the streets of old Spokane.
When I flopped out in Portland Sisters took me in.
Those Catholic workers no bein poor ain't a sin.
Long gone so long so long I'm gone.
I steamed to Utah what elese could I do.
Got me a couple of wives and a red rose tattoo.
Along came Amen and he turned my world around.
Within the sole of a soldier a pacifist was found.
Long gone so long so long I'm gone.
(Spoken)
Boy's I don't need nothin but the moon and the stars.
Gonna live out my life on top of this old box car.
And when the good lord calls my marker do.
Won't you spread my ashes among the folks
that I once knew
(Sung)
Cause this boy's a leavin and I ain't commin back.
Gonna flip me a Dicer and roll on down the track.
Long gone so long so long I'm gone.
So long.
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