Drove an old gray Ford from Memphis
With a few repairs in Houston town
He stopped to see old friends down in Tucson
Made it to the west coast coming down
Old enough to raise a family
Young enough to make it alone
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So let him cry, cry, cry 'cuz he's forgiven
Let him close up the books and live again
Let him give up the life that he's been livin'
Started out to paint a self portrait
Of the man he'd hoped to find
Old and broken weak and restless
All the things he'd leave behind
Had enough to make him happy
But not enough to let him live
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Wandered into town south of L.A.
Into a meet'n most nearly done
Listened to a man asking for some souls
Stumbled down to give him one
Found enough to make him happy
More than enough to give him life
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