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Well the words of an old blues man, they’re always in time with his soul.
Though his face be cracked and worn like age-old summer soil.
You know he gave you his hand so you would lift him off that ground,
And no one wants a hand that’s rough to touch from
The sh*t that it’s been carrying around.

And every man wants more than he, ever did before.
He’s still got no way out, we’ve got no way out,