[Primeira Parte]Eighteen years old, full of hate, theyShipped me off in a motorcadeThey said boy you're gonna fight a warAnd you don't even know what you'reFighting forI lost friends in the August heat, andAt night it was God I'd always meetI said Lord, won't you bring me home, IGot women in the west I wanna hold[Segunda Parte]I lost you in a waiting room, afterSleeping there for a week or twoDoctor said he did all he could, youWere the last thing I had that wasGoodSo I walked miles on the Tulsa streetLights started beaming in from the east6 A.m. and fucked up again, asking GodWhere the hell he'd been[Refrão]He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrowSomewhere on the east side of sorrowBetter pack your bags west, stick outYour chest and then hit the road[Próxima Parte]The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhereOn the east side of sorrowDon't give it a reason to follow, let itBe then let it goLet it be... then let it go[Terceira Parte]Heard your brother lost his mind in theCity last fall, was it his blood, or hisConscience, or the alcohol?Did the Navy do him well or did he windUp sick, like every other brave boy fromThese run down sticks?Do you ever get tired of singin' songsLike all your pain is just anotherFuckin' sing along?If you ever get the time come on home, IHeard Turnpike's back together andThey're writin' songs[Refrão][Próxima Parte][Solo][Refrão]
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[Primeira Parte]
Eighteen years old, full of hate, they
Shipped me off in a motorcade
They said boy you're gonna fight a war
And you don't even know what you're
Fighting for
I lost friends in the August heat, and
At night it was God I'd always meet
I said Lord, won't you bring me home, I
Got women in the west I wanna hold
[Segunda Parte]
I lost you in a waiting room, after
Sleeping there for a week or two
Doctor said he did all he could, you
Were the last thing I had that was
Good
So I walked miles on the Tulsa street
Lights started beaming in from the east
6 A.m. and fucked up again, asking God
Where the hell he'd been
[Refrão]
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
Better pack your bags west, stick out
Your chest and then hit the road
[Próxima Parte]
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhere
On the east side of sorrow
Don't give it a reason to follow, let it
Be then let it go
Let it be... then let it go
[Terceira Parte]
Heard your brother lost his mind in the
City last fall, was it his blood, or his
Conscience, or the alcohol?
Did the Navy do him well or did he wind
Up sick, like every other brave boy from
These run down sticks?
Do you ever get tired of singin' songs
Like all your pain is just another
Fuckin' sing along?
If you ever get the time come on home, I
Heard Turnpike's back together and
They're writin' songs
[Refrão]
[Próxima Parte]
[Solo]
[Refrão]
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