Clay Pigeons

I'm goin' down to the railway station
 Gonna get a ticket to ride
 Find a big, fat lady with two or three kids
 And sit down by her side
 Ride 'til the sun comes up and down
 Around me 'bout two or three times
 Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
 Tryna hide my sorrow from the people I meet
 And get along with it all
 Go down where the people say "y'all"
 Sing a song with a friend
 Change the shape that I'm in
 And get back in the game
 Start playin' again
 I'd like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
 Might go back down to Texas
 Or might go to somewhere that I've never been
 And get up in the mornin' and go out at night
 And I won't have to go home
 Get used to bein' alone
 Change the words to this song
 Start singin' again
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 I'm tired of runnin' 'round lookin' for answers
 To questions that I already know
 I could build me a castle of memories
 Just to have somewhere to go
 Count the days and the nights
 That it takes to get back in the saddle again
 Feed the pigeons some clay
 Turn the night into day
 Start talkin' again when I know what to say
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 I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station
 Gonna get a ticket to ride
 Find a big fat lady with two or three kids
 And sit down by her side
 Ride 'til the sun comes up and down
 Around me 'bout two or three times
 Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
 Tryna hide my sorrow from the people I meet
 And get along with it all
 Go down where the people say "y'all"
 Feed the pigeons some clay
 Turn the night into day
 Start talkin' again when I know what to say