Potters Field

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I'm just one of many faces
 a lost generation of many races
 Drinking, no place to go
 but run down hotels and sleeping on the floor
 Ain't got no money
 what's the use of will
 cause the city is gonna bury me
 on Potters Field
 All my yesterdays were once my tomorrows
 The dues I have to pay wasn't worth my sorrow
 Ain't nobody bussiness if I drink all meals
 cause the city is gonna bury me on Potters Field
 Well I guess i'll go out just the way I came
 People slapping me about
 making me feel the pain
 I've lost my soul
 now the devil won't make a deal
 but there's a six-foot hole waiting for me
 in Potters Field

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Duration
03:10
Key
9
Tempo
92 BPM

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