Telling all mankind, the dog gone wind died
Lived in a bag house
Once where the flags blow
Now they all drag so low
That’s where they all scrape and spring for you.
I lay my wings out cold-crossed upon the engine
All the heat’s rising
Hold on tight, plucked weed from the roadside
Woke up and I’m stuffed with the food of god
No cold water to ease your mind
Hell, I ride.
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