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So this is what you must have meant by homesick
I always thought that idea was fool’s gold
But now summer is blooming back in the ghetto
and I wanna be there and I wanna watch it unfold
I ain’t much in the mood for reunions
because, baby, we’re not the same folks we’ve been
I will not waste the time to resurrect gods I’ve crucified
just to spit in their face with my sins
But I found a picture of me dancing on a rooftop
so slow with a girl I swear I’ve never seen
and now I still ain’t convince that I can’t find an end
to justify my wicked means
Do you remember the last time you loved me?
It was Bloomsday of two years ago
When you said, I will be your sweet Molly Tweedy
if you be Henry Flowers and I’ll watch you grow
But I will cut you down when it’s all over
You see, I have other suitors to tend to
But know I took your mundane and I turned it to epic
so be grateful I made time for you
and I am
Tennessee, you’re now forgiven
for those men that you sent after me
because right now 12th St. feels just like heaven
The ghetto has washed me cleaned and I can’t stay angry
There’s no way I’ll be lonesome this evening
even though I’ve been desperate for such a long while
because my woman’s right there
I’ve got money to spare
and ‘round here the bars spread out for miles

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from Tucumcari, New Mexico and Other Songs, released November 20, 2012

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