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Rambler's Lament

from Country Demos by Michael August

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Verse:
Why do I always write songs about leaving,
Of finding my heart out there on the road?
Why, when I know that you're always there waiting
To take me in from the cold?

And why do I seem to spend all my time dreaming
Of that look in your eyes when you open the door?
Your face is the courage I cling to in places
That nobody's been before.

(Refrain)
Sing, I'm singing these songs,
Oh, but nobody's singing along.
Just riding the tracks, and I may come back
But then again, I may roll on.

Verse:
Where is that promised land, and when will I get there?
It floats like a dream, just out of reach.
One day I'll rest my head in the dirt or your bed
And, Lord, lay me down to sleep.

(Refrain)
Sing, I'm singing these songs.
Oh, but nobody's singing along.
Some folks make a home, but some need to roam
And I feel like it's time I moved on.

Why do I always write songs about leaving?
My heart's here with you, my life's on the road.
Sometimes running ain't doubting and staying ain't believing,
And leaving don't leave you cold.

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from Country Demos, released August 1, 2011
Words & Music by Eric Schwank & Michael August

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