He was waiting for a better time To tell her hed be gone It was blowing up a storm that night And something about it just seemed wrong So, he waited til the morning came With lightning all around And it broke his soul, but he let her go And split for that toreup town All these roads Coulda swore that they closed All these towns Woulda swore they fell down Tom Barrett was a killing man From the 21st platoon Started out in a heavy tank Tearing down the mountain dunes And the pilot guards would laugh and say We see youre back again Said I tell ya if they had their way Theyd send me just to fight the wind All these roads Coulda swore that they closed All these towns Woulda swore they fell down And this life is getting old I never see no peace On the day I turned 41 I was crawling up a ditch in Greece About to end a man When they stopped me at his heels Never knew how they handled him And dont guess I ever will He sits alone with a local guide Amongst the plow machines Pushing piles For miles and miles Rubble like youve never seen He said, Id tell em that Ive had enough But no matter where I went Theyd have me caught Before the sun came up Tamed and ready to repent And all these roads Coulda swore that they closed And all these towns I woulda swore they fell down
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