The Turnpike Down

I'm     lost in the see-through.

Pane	always needs a bath.

Between a want    and a need to,



Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path.



{play verse chords}

My country was of thee

Now why'd you have to leave

How'd this come to have to pass

Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path



Mark my path,	       mark my path down.

Mark my path, 	 mark my path down.

Mark my path,	   mark my path down.

Mark my path,	     mark my path down.


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