"Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,
feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
took us all the way to New Orleans...."Friend Of The Devil
"Ride the blue wind high and free
she'll lead you down through misery
leave you low, come time to go
alone and low as low can be..."I Aint Got No Home In This World Anymore
"It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold..."|
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