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40 miles south of baker
 I fell out of my car
 I was driving so fast that I
 I could not see the trees
 I flew through the front windshield
 I landed on my back
 Lying there on the bloody concrete
 I thought about the things I love
 There were stars the size of planets
 They were bigger than the clouds
 Oh I will shine in on my small world
 I lay there and started singing
 My hands groped for my pockets
 Reaching for the thing I lacked [whiskey flask]
 I heard the words of the great ones
 God almighty I'm free at last
 In a white sheet bed in Greensburg
 I slept a century
 In my dreams I did a lot of singing
 I sang about the things I love
 I sang about the things I love
 40 miles south of baker
 I fell out of my car
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