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[Verse 1] I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven I said "There's no smoking in the store ma'am." She crossed her legs and then We made some small talk that's where it should have stopped She slipped me her number, I put it in my pocket My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind In that little roadhouse [Chorus] On Highway 29 [Verse 2] It was a small town bank it was a mess Well, I had a gun you know the rest Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood And she was crying, her and me we headed south [Chorus] [Verse 3] In a little desert motel the air was hot and clean I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink We headed into the Sierra Madres across the border line The winter sun shot through the black trees I told myself it was all something in her But as we drove I knew it was something in me Something that had been coming for a long, long time And something that was here with me now [Chorus] [Outro] The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline She wasn't saying nothing, it was just a dream The wind come silent through the windshield All I could see was snow, sky and pines I closed my eyes and I was running I was running then I was flying
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