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Sixty miles from El Paso
Feelin' lonesome as can be
Driving further from the heartache
That was slowly killing me
I left at 4 a.m. last Monday
Filled my tank at Luther's store
I might be checking' in come Sunday
And know by then she'll walk the floor
She has it still inside her skull
That I am hers and she is mine
She's dead on empty and I am full
Broken dreams and homemade wine
There's a kid who plays the squeeze box
On the border bridge, on the Juarez side
He dances to the beat with no shoes on his feet
To the music that he makes as I drive by
And I felt just like the devil, whole night's pull
Right this second I feel fine
My tank is dead on empty, but I am full
Broken dreams and homemade wine
Now, the gulf wind, she sings to me a love song
I can hear her from the boxcar that I ride
Her voice is in my brain, making music with this train
That will soon take me to the other side
She might think that I'm coming back
To hold her close and stop her cryin'
But this freight train's traveling down a southbound track
Full of broken dreams and homemade wine
Just broken dreams and homemade wine
Broken dreams and homemade wine
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