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Papa writes to johnny, but johnny can't come home.
Been too much time now, too many night's on the road.
Oh, too many night's on the road.
Blues on the table, there's blues every week.
Pouring out of the coffee pot, with the first cup of the day.
Oh, the first cup of the day.
Now where are my friend's when i'm taking the heat.
Only help i got today, was from a stranger on the street.
Oh, a stranger on the street.
And why would you laugh, if you wanted to cry.
And why would you say things if you knew it was a lie.
Oh, you knew it was a lie.
Dark was the night, cold was the ground.
I couldn't sleep, so i got up and walked around.
Oh, i got up and walked around.
And i walked into dallas, crying all the way.
Running over in my mind, everything i meant to say.
Oh, everything i meant to say.
Papa writes to johnny, but johnny can't come home.
Been too much time now, too moany night's on the road.
Oh, too many night's on the road.
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