Another old something or another found

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I've worn down some roads with my boot heels
I've worn out the patience of kin
I've stared into the black hole of cold steel
Seen my life from beginning to end
I've seen straight roads that held lots of blind curves
I've seen curves that made men take a wife
Some paths led to people I'll love all my life
Some forks in the road can cut like a knife

There are people on the roads that I travel
There are roads in the people I meet
It's one step at a time and don't take your mind
off of where you're placing your feet
Even roads paved in gold aint no easy street

Once, where two rodes came together
I ran into more than I'd bargained for
The dust-devil I'd hitched, jumped over the ditch
and I rode it right up to her door
Days turned to months of a good thing
'Til she whispered in my ear soft and sweet
"Take your guitar and dreams...your heart and your wings...
and lay them all down at my feet"
Atleast, that's how it sounded to me

Well, I made my way into her memory
and she made her way into my song
So, neither one of us came away empty
How can she say that I done her wrong?

Some folks waste time on"if only"
What could have been don't change what is
The only thing wrong with the lonely,
is them thinking they're all that exist.
Everyone has exits and on ramps they've missed

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