Prayin' on the north wind
Lead me to my door
Thumbing through my green backs
Swearin' I made more
Some cruel nightly cycle
Leaves me cryin' on a motel floor
But I don't cry for you anymore
For many a dark hour
I look up to the sky
Many unkind thoughts are laid
Upon my hazy eyes
Sometimes I get to thinkin'
Why wait around to die?
But I don't think of you
So I get by
Every day it seems
My whole damn life's just a codeine dream
But I don't dream of you anymore
The sun is gone away now
Green grass turns to brown
Every December gets a little bit harder
Lay that bottle down
It's more than just the weather
That plagues this prairie town
But I won't be seeing you
When I come 'round
Every day it seems
My whole damn life's just a codeine dream
But I don't dream of you anymore
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