.The sun's going down on Sycamore
In a house I once called a home
Where the walls just stare and hold sweltering air>Till the night time brings me cold
Been a year, maybe two, it don't matter now
But I go and I see you awhile
Down the road a spell, where the June bugs swell
And t.
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