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Leaving Song lyrics

Hand me my five and dime,
pass me my shirt hung on the line.
I ll polish up my boots
and then take the first plane stateside I can find.
It s a handicap to try to see this far,
when this place seems so cramped and small.
In the streets they whisper legends
and it seems that I m riding for a fall.
I m leaving,
I m leaving.
All of my sense is shot,
the streets are like a premonition of a crime.
I wrote without you,
then I took the first plane stateside I could find.
If they could they would ve stopped me,
they d say I m gaping at a dream.
I m leaving,
I m leaving.
So I polish up my brand new car,
then take my tunes from door to door.
I try not to see their faces
as I m dealing out my aces,
the horizon seems so far away.
From a penthouse for a king and queen
I expected more of the stuff of dreams.
If they can they like to get their man
and cut him right down to his knees.
And I m reeling,
once again I m leaving.
I m leaving
and once again I m leaving.
And I m leaving,
once again I m leaving.
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