Rather take the train; got no money to pay
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there were the same
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there were the same
Crying on your shoulder, I'm headed for Boulder Rather take the train; got no money to pay Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can Wayward winds they blow me, here and there were the same Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can Wayward winds they blow me, here and there were the same Explain Request ×
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