I was riding number nine, heading south from Carolina, I heard that long, whiw, whiw, some whistle blow.

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Haddy, I'm Walker White.

Had to Beattyville, Kentucky.

This is called American Dream.

The leaves are all falling. The leaves are all falling and hitting the ground

You'd think it'd be familiar

I've seen hundreds of leaves thaw by now

As my April turns in autumn I've seen hundreds of leaves fall by now.

As my April turns in autumn,

there's nothing new in this town.

The summer I felt in your arms, dear,

is turning the winter somehow. And I see my reflection in the sidewalk

when it rains, all I see is gray.

And the lines on the road they lead me to anywhere else

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