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so you’re off to pennsylvania
where the horse and buggies roll
you’re off to chase a rainbow
i hope you find a pot of gold
in pennsylvania…
don’t take no shit from anybody
you know what you can do
been there for everybody
now do what’s best for you
in pennsylvania
but before you go
there’s something you should know
you’re never alone, never alone
and always call Texas home
come back from pennsylvania
you’re always welcome here
when the winter snow is heavy
and all the fun has disappeared
from pennsylvania
maybe i’m just jealous
i’ll chase my dream someday
i hope you find your happiness
if you decide to stay
in pennsylvania
September 4th, 2005
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if beggars can’t be choosers
how can i let you go?
i’ve never heard a yes but i’m
so quick to tell you no
for what? just a shadow i chase
a fantasy i’ve seen on tv
i’m starving but i’m passing on
what you put in front of me
i’m sorry maybe more than i know
but i’ve got to see where this road ends
so hate me if you have to
but i’m just gonna be your friend
September 1st, 2005
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i’m only naive
that’s what i thought you’d say
i don’t know the truth
so you explain it all away
but i think you’re too special
never let them say you’re plain
don’t buy love with lying down
pleasure only shadows pain
wrap yourself in promises
a gift for someone true
and wait for love to lead him
hopelessly fallen for you
April 3rd, 2003
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she stands on the corner shouting his name
he used to run his fingers through her hair
she’s made her choice to be a whore
and he tells himself not to care
’cause if he turns to face her calling
it won’t matter how sincere
he knows that eventually
she’ll end up right back here
so why does he lay down his heart to break?
why does he love for lovings sake?
he made a promise and every day he makes it true
maybe one day, maybe she’ll love him too
he adores the memories
the first laugh, the innocent kiss
he knows that sometimes
she forgets that he exists
she still says that she needs him
shows up drunk at his front door
he knows she’s only lonely
like a thousand times before
March 8th, 2003
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she finally found a reason to dig out her magazines
every scrap that she has saved since she turned 14
now the last 10 years are narrowed to 10 days
to put a check by the only plan she’s made
all her friends are coming so i guess i won’t be there
i still think i love her; not enough to show i care
i won’t see the dress or have to shake his hand
i won’t kiss her cheek, leave her lips for another man
she’ll end up unhappy
in some run down trailer park
and i will be the memory
she clings to in the dark
the articles she’s read tell her how to love
he says he’ll stay even when push comes to shove
if he lays a hand on her i hope she runs away
my door is always open – if she wanted she could stay
but for now she’s gonna
find a borrowed blue
and tell herself her dreams are coming true
January 8th, 2003
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