(Steve Earle)



Way out yonder, where the wild wind blows

There's a place there lonely fools can go

Where if you hold your money, it'll burn your hand

So you buy you a ticket to the shadowland



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Down the highway, down the road I'm bound

And my heart keeps poundin' and the wheels go 'round

And it's a hard place for a mortal man

And a heartbroke pilgrim in the shadowland



Yeah, when I was younger I could hold my own

My right hand was thunder and my left was stone

Now I ain't as handsome as I was back then

So I'm takin' my chances in the shadowland



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Been down a thousand highways and they're all the same

Another empty place where I can hide my shame

And there's a heartache waitin' up around the bend

For a lonesome stranger in the shadowland



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