No Lucky Town Painted quarter in the jukebox. a for an tired old rhyme. They eat all the bar snacks. but don’t spend a dime. Most of the retirement pays the bloody rent. They don’t buy no beer until the check is sent. They like to dream and lay a few bucks down. They scratch all day. This ain’t no lucky town. The talk about the days When the s…
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