NICK ANDREW STAVER ROOTS & BLUES
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LIFE ON THE RAILS
Been fond of life on the rails
Iron horses soaked in Jack and Ginger Ale
Every town's like mine, inside every barroom I find

Seventeen when I left home
Unstitching the seams of my wild oats
Been lighting fires ever since just to see what would burn

Everyday is a new day to turn a tired aging engine over
Everyday is a new day to throw my cards to the ground
I know I don't have to leave but I'm getting the hell out of here
I know I don't have to leave but....

Been treading slow, treading light
Chasing paradise
Lord knows I'm scared to death of this precious thing called life

Everyday is a new day to turn a tired aging engine over
Everyday is a new day to throw my cards to the ground
I know I don't have to leave but I'm getting the hell out of here
I know I don't have to leave but....

Everyday is a new day to turn a tired aging engine over
Everyday is a new day to throw my cards to the ground
I know I don't have to leave but I'm getting the hell out of here
I know I don't have to leave but....

I know I don't have to leave….    I know I don't have to leave but....

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