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Avoid the Kind of Night
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All the best girls are taken, and all the beer's been had.
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Country • Alternative Country
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Peak #74
Peak in subgenre #19
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April 01, 2004
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MP3 7.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Avoid the Kind of Night You wanted to stay, but you had to go; those ol’ greener grasses had lost their glow. So nine days on a train, three of ‘em in the rain; two days in a squat house in Pocatello, Idaho. Another safe return, and those old home fires they still burn, and it’s good to feel you’re friends again. Spend a couple of months catchin’ up – find yourself in that same ol’ rut – everything’s so dammed familiar you can’t hang. There comes the kind of night when your past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast; and all they best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had; and it’s hard to sit when you know you can stand. Some things ain’t clear, and some friends won’t always be near. There are some things you will never in your life hold dear. Sometimes you’re damned if you stay, sometimes you’re damned if you go. Damned right sometimes you don’t know what to do. There comes a kind of night when your past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast. And all the best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had, and it’s hard to sit still when you know where you’ve been. Hold on to your dreams: they mean everything. Hold on to what you need: give the rest away. Hold on. The path to yourself is the longest road. The path to yourself is a lonely road. So avoid the kind of night when the past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast; and all the best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had; and it’s hard to sit still when you know who you are. everything’s so dammed familiar you can’t hang. There comes the kind of night when your past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast; and all they best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had; and it’s hard to sit when you know you can stand. Some things ain’t clear, and some friends won’t always be near. There are some things you will never in your life hold dear. Sometimes you’re damned if you stay, sometimes you’re damned if you go. Damned right sometimes you don’t know what to do. There comes a kind of night when your past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast. And all the best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had, and it’s hard to sit still when you know where you’ve been. Hold on to your dreams: they mean everything. Hold on to what you need: give the rest away. Hold on. The path to yourself is the longest road. The path to yourself is a lonely road. So avoid the kind of night when the past rolls down the tracks, and your future’s as certain as a five day forecast; and all the best girls are taken, and all the beer’s been had; and it’s hard to sit still when you know who you are.
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