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Tim Easton
Tim Easton
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Bruce Kaphan
Bruce Kaphan
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Jay W. Bennett
Jay W. Bennett
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John Stirratt
John Stirratt
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Kat Maslich
Kat Maslich
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Ken Coomer
Ken Coomer
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Tim Easton
Tim Easton
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Joe Chiccarelli
Joe Chiccarelli
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As I move along the roadway The Los Angeles highway I travel all alone, sometimes fast But mostly slow slow slow And I think about you, I think about you I met a girl named Mercedes She was sweet and beautiful She had a son She could talk about him on and on I just thought about you I only thought about you Of all the things that you said You wanted to do There was only one time When I wouldn't let you Of all the things that you said You wanted to be I remember the last thing That you promised me You said "I would have married you" When I first left you I was proud and dangerous I was alive, I was alive and alone I never thought about you I never thought about you Well it wasn't much later I thought I woke up beside you And I called out your name But you were two thousand miles away I cried about you, I cried about you Of all the things that you said You wanted to do There was only one time When I wouldn't let you Of all the things that you said You wanted to be I remember the last thing That you promised me You said "I would have married you" First there were some bruises Then we made excuses I would never harm you Someone had to warn you Of all the things that you said You wanted to do There was only one time When I wouldn't let you Of all the things that you said You wanted to be I remember the last thing That you promised me You said "I would have married you"
Writer(s): Timothy E Easton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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