The scars and jagged lines that you see
on my poor beat-up heart, look just like ones on
a road map showing the many paths, roads
and highways that I have taken throughout
my life, take this one that curves around
the south or bottom of my heart that is when I
met a woman down in California I fell in love
got married had two kids (my oldest boys) and tried
to make a living but somehow we got lost and ended
on two different roads and directions yet
even today after all of these many years I still
have a love for her with the beat of my heart,
then when I was not looking I veered off
the main road down a dirt path that had
been traveled by few there I stopped to
quench my thirst listening to the band that
was playing they were called Winslow and
they were damn good, then I saw her, she
was standing up by the bar so I walked
over and introduced myself and the next
thing I know we were headed to Reno to
start our new life down another road where
again not too long afte…
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