France -- No Country For Young Man

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Sometimes I sleep, Sometimes it's not for days And the people I meet always go their separate ways Sometimes you tell the day By the bottle that you drink And times when you're alone all you do is think

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive.....

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Trip Start Feb 20, 2008
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Trip End Mar 27, 2008


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