Maybe I was young or maybe I was foolish
Honey take my gun and shoot me off to Houston
Walking down the road has taken me nowhere
Running all my life is leaving me with nothing
I tried to level home, I'd die to write the ending
Broken on the road but love will think of something
On the border in the open air,
Any day until I meet you there
Maybe I was young or maybe I was foolish
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