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Some Lonesome Picker lyrics
I often get the feeling
That I'm talking to the wind
And no one hears
No one's listening in
And I start singing songs
And the music makes
The whole world feel like home
Sing a song and you're not alone
Lily McClain
You are standing in the rain
And you are cold
Hungry and afraid
You are waiting for the sunrise
The sunrise makes you feel so very small
Darling Lily, aren't we all
And I'm believin'
Believin'
Believin' that even when I'm gone, maybe
Some lonesome picker might
Find some healin' in this song
Julie get the gun
Julie throw it in the river
Let it roll
Far on out to sea
Let it carry the confusion
The hatred and the worry
Here in me
River rollin' out to sea
And I'm believin'
Believin'
Believin' that even when I'm gone, maybe
Some lonesome picker might
Find some healin' in this...
Some lonesome picker might
Find some healin' in this...
Some lonesome picker might
Find some healin' in this song
Part of these releases
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- Track 8 on An Introduction to John Stewart
- 7 Mother Country
- 9 You Can't Look Back
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- Track 8 on California Bloodlines
- 7 Mother Country
- 9 You Can't Look Back
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