While the wind blows cold
Out here in the west
Where the oil burns the booze past
The nights long test
And I sit here half frozen
To sing you a song
Bout a life left leaving
The others gone wrong
Gone wrong
Twenty-six small candles
Lit up and then they left
The years never call on me
To help out the rest
A life is change with growth
And still it disappears
But I see it hiding
In a million cowards fears
Now ma don’t you worry bout
My brothers and the rest
There is greed there is lust
And it is all in gods best
Well love ain’t cheap
But hate is poor
So give me one more chance
To darken up your door

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