Chemical Wire lyrics

 
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Artist(s)Firehouse
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You oughta go north somebody told us
慍ause the air is filled with gold dust
And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands
Now I don抰 recall you said it
But we抎 lived so long on credit
And so we headed out to find our promised land
Just poor Appalachian farm folk
With nothing more than high hopes
We hitched our station wagon to a star
But our dreams all fell in on us
'Cause there was no land of promise
And it抯 a stuggle keepin?sight of who you are

Oh and these northern nights are dreary
And my southern heart is weary
I wonder how the old folks are back home
But I



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