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Year Of The Gone Sun Didn T Come

the sun didn't come; and every thing's come undone; nowhere to run the sun didn't come; All out of time: nowhere to fly. The sun didn't come. Only

last Can't come with me on this trip, Loaf Gettin' the shakes now Last call for drinks, bar's closin' down Sun's out, where we goin' for breakfast? Don't

line for jobs is quite high, no isn't it his pride diminishes his pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him the world got cold overnight now didn't

my daddy's gone Not one breaker came on the old CB As that little crippled boy talked with me I tried hard to swallow a lump just wouldn't stay down

times When I was flat broke didn't even have a dime My family they was there, my niggaz they was there The rest of ya'll left me for dead didn't care

avenue in Woodside Queens And a job off the books doin' demolition He was kind of different than everyone else Oh, he liked to hang out all by himself Didn't

ain?t enough (Verse 2) Hey We didn?t write the rules It wasn?t me wasn?t you We both know that life is cruel I know we can?t go down that road again

piers Sharin' the road with race car nuts and loggers Sunday drivers scouts on hikes Hells Angels on Harley bikes I never met a roader I didn't like

the sun goes down and the moonlight shines Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined Just big bill and little angelyne She was just in from texas, didn't