Lyrics
Prayin' on the north wind
To lead me to my door
Thumbing through my greenbacks
Swearin' I made more
Some cruel nightly cycle
Leaves me cryin' on a motel floor
But I don't cry for you anymore
For many a dark hour
I look up to the sky
Many unkind thoughts
Are laid on my hazy eyes
Sometimes, I get to thinkin'
"Why wait around to die?"
But I don't think of you
So I get by
Every day it seems
My whole damn life's
Just a codine dream
I don't dream of you
Anymore
The sun is gone away now
Green grass turns to brown
Every December, it gets a little bit harder
To lay that bottle down
It's more than just the weather
That plagues this prairie town
But I won't be seein' you
When I come 'round
Every day, it seems
My whole damn lifes's
Just a codine dream
I don't dream of you
Anymore
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