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Edward B. Millican III
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(c) All Rights Reserved, 08/21/2009
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January 09, 2012
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Lyrics
100 Miles
1st Vs:
Tough old man
But sometimes Appearances decieve
First Impressions
Lead me to believe…
He’s had a hard life
Perhaps his heart has turned to ice
Prone to grumble and shout
Thought I’d figured him out
Chorus:
But he feeds the horses
Everyday of his life
They’re old has beens, just like him
You should have seen them in there prime
He feeds the horses
That he used to race with pride
Before the night swallows each day,
He travels a hundred miles.
2nd Vs.
Now his legs;
They just aren’t what they used to be
He’s in his eighties
And worries constantly
Who’s gonna brush their coats
And really ‘makem shine?
Who will devote
Most of there time?
Chorus:
‘Cause he feeds the horses
Everyday of his life
They’re old has beens, just like him
You should have seen them in there prime
He feeds the horses
That he used to race with pride
Before the night swallows each day,
He travels a hundred miles.
Bridge:
So if you say
you can judge a man in the course of a day,
That just ain’t true;
Mr. Blake is living proof.
Chorus:
For he feeds the horses
Everyday of his life
They’re old has beens, just like him
You should have seen them in there prime
He feeds the horses
That he used to race with pride
Before the night swallows each day,
He travels a hundred miles.
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