.Sun on the hillsides, the river tells the trains to ride on, like they're racing that going sun.
The main drag knocks along, summer dames take their dresses for a walk down on the courthouse lawn; and I walk the long mile of the exile, I guess I always will.
Now the sun slides on the wests.
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