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Wasted
words and music by Dick Gist

Getting home at 5am everday from work gets exhausting.  One night I decided I would try to walk home from town.  This journey is approximately 14 miles.  I was inebriated & ready to go.....
Im wasted, and I missed the last train
There wont be another one again
Im slowly drifting down this street
Drunk & alone


Lost in the corner of my mind
Hoping that it finds its way
Up ahead it looks like a good time
I'd best just stay away


I stumble my way through the city
making my way to the trees
Having trouble finding my way
I need to stop and follow the breeze


Walking along this creekbed
Skippn' a stone or two
Gonna lay under this old oak tree
Sleep until the sky turns blue
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