My ticket said it'd
take me to the promised land
But I wish it'd just take me home alive
And they said folks out here's
makin' money out of sand
But I hadn't seen a dollar since
the day that I arrived
And the only thing they're
dealin' out is bad hands
It's all a house of mirrors to me
And they said folks out here's
makin' money out of sand
But I hadn't had a decent
meal since I left
Tennessee
And you can't see the stars,
or the lights on the towers
And the smoke from the cars
is blocking out the sun
And the only thing that grows here
is the feeling that I'm sinking
And the only thing I'm making is a guy
shooting a gun
Yeah, I could be back home,
I'd be a rich man
Just to be there with the ones that I adore
And I leave this town buried in the sand
And when you see me gone,
you're gonna see me gone again
You can't see the stars
or the lights on the tower
And the smoke from the cars
is blocking out the sun
And the only thing that grows here is
the feelin' that I'm sinkin'
And the only thing I'm makin'
is a notch in the gun
You can't see the stars for a while,
it's on the tower
And the only sign of sun is
the dusty red dawn
An d everybody answers that
you do what you must do
And I'd be gone tomorrow if I knew
which way to run
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