Willie Nelson – Forty Miles From Nowhere (Guitar)

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It rained today, the clouds rolled up at dawn

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 All hell burst wide open and just like that was gone

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Your little lap dog chased a fox-tailed squirrel across the main road through the woods

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 Some ninja on a dirt bike nearly ran him down for good

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 Right about now, it gets quiet around here

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 What with nightfall in the wings

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 The floorboards creak and the faucets leak

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 But it’s the emptiness that sings

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 The wind grows chill and then lies still

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 Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world

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 Friends don’t call like they used to

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 For reasons not unkind

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 If there’s anything that we can do

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 Hangs hollow down a telephone line

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 There’s a cedar grove in the back of the house, maybe halfway down the hill

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 A place to go and just lay low when there's precious time to kill

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 Well, it’s me your little lap dog and that old brindle cat trying to keep this place alive

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 Heading into town these days is the last thing on my mind

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 When the moon is hanging fat and full and all those jangly stars recede

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 A fold-out couch on a midnight porch is where my footsteps lead

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 You always said I made my bed

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 Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world

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 Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world