• Song:

    Clay Pigeons

  • Artist:

    Blaze Foley

  • Album:

    Wanted More Dead Than A...

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I'm going down to the greyhound station 
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Gonna get a ticket to ride 
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Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids 
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And sit down by her side 
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And ride until the sun comes up and   
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Down around me about 2 or 3 times 
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Smoking cigarettes in the last seat 
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Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet 
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And get along with it all 
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Whenever people say Y'all 
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Sing a song with a friend 
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Change the shape that I'm in 
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And get back in the game 
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And start playing again  
 

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I'd like to stay but I might have to go to  
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Start over again 
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I might go back down to Texas I might go  
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Somewhere that I've never been 
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And get up in the morning and go out at night 
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And I won't have to go home 
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Get used to being alone 
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Change the words to this song 
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And start singing again  
 

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I'm tired of running round looking for answers  
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To questions that I already know 
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I could build me a castle of memories  
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Just to have somewhere to go 
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Count the days and the nights that it  
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takes to get back in the saddle again 
        C 
Feed the pigeons some clay 
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Turn the night into day 
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Start talking again if I know what to say  
 

          C 
I'm going down to the greyhound station 
           F 
Gonna get a ticket to ride 
     C 
Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids 
       G 
And sit down by her side 
   C                                                    
And ride until the sun comes up and   
                    F 
Down around me about 2 or 3 times 
       C 
Smoking cigarettes in the last seat 
G 
Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet 
 

       C 
And get along with it all 
                F 
Going down where people say Y'all 
        C 
Feed the pigeons some clay 
        G 
Turn the night into day 
     C                  F                C 
Start talking again if I know what to say
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