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Well, i was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
and i went to pick her up in the rain
but before i could get to the station in my pickup truck
she got run ned over by a damned old train
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And i’ll hang around as long as you will let me
and i never minded standin’ in the rain
no, a’ you don’t have to call me darlin’, darlin’
you never even call me
well i wonder why you don’t call me
why don’t you ever call me by my name
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"Prayer isn't a parachute. It's a compass. It doesn't save you from the storm. It guides you through it." - Bear Grylls
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