At a quick shop somewhere west of AlbuquerqueGot a tank of gas and a cold drink and a beef jerkyThe cashier she gave me a smileSo I stood there and I talk to her a while She said where you headed I hope you get there soonI've seen em all day long from 4am till noonSome are running fromSome are running tooSome are running blindLordWhich one are you I said it don't appear to me to be so cut and dryYou don't know me from Adamcan it be so black and whiteI said I got a plan you see I got it figured outHow can you be so sure my dear what I'm all about She said Ive stood in this window for 27 yearsI can tell your cash or creditI can tell your brand of beer I can tell you who's a liar And the truth is plain to seeThat's your last twenty boyand don't you lie to me Their's a girl In Albuquerque crying (aint she)And your standing in a quick shopLying......(Aint ya) WellShe handed back my twenty Said you know what to doIf you drive it steady sonYou'll be home this afternoonAnd I hate to judge youI don't mean to seem unkindBut there aint no use in runningIf you're only running blind Oh their aint no use in running..... If you're only running blind....
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