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He left the morning after Panicked and confused The night, it was a blur But his knuckle, they were bruised The sign just flipped to open As he stumbled from the storm A pack of smokes, a lighter That he stole out of her drawer Oh, you get colder You get older Everyday In the in back of el Ranchero Collecting all the scraps A coaster with a number and a dented baseball bat Dialed unfamiliar digits Maybe deep into Durango As city made of tin cans And another made of gold Oh, you get colder You get older Everyday I'm searching high and low For a place to call home From Tecate to Bisbee Tuscon to Jerome The whippoorwills awaken As he loads another fly No family of his own Just the ones that he forgot Oh, you get colder You get older Everyday Oh, you get colder You get older Everyday
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