I got no home I can go back to

I got no one to call a friend

I can't find the place I started

I can only guess how it will end.



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Keep them hounds off my trail

These jailers off my back

Get these bracelets off of me

A little rain to hide my track.



There's no whiskey in the jar

I'm so dry I need a drink.

I need a place to lay my head down

I need to find some time to think.



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That old river keeps on rolling

And old Hannah won't go down.

I can't give back what I ain't taken

And I won't give up, if I ain't found.



I have nothing I can offer

I'm like a dog without a bone;

But if there's someone up there listening

There's a poor boy out here alone.



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