Same old race that we’ve always run

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Wish that I could be a slave y’all
Really wouldn’t matter what kind
I’d sing a song for fallen angels
And try to be free in my mind
Then when no one was looking
I’d drop my harness and plow
I’d find my old contemporaries
And wipe the shame from their brow

Wish that I could be an outlaw
Running from the laws of time
An old vigilante against the seasons
That I can’t help but rewind
I’d always keep my revolver
Steady and fast at my side
And I‘d rob a train bound for glory
If I thought I needed a ride

Same old river, same old sea
Same old water rushing over me
Same old moon, same old sun
Same old race that we’ve always run
Same old race that we’ve always run

Jeff Black
Jeff Black with Sam Bush

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