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I will live there some day,
I know I can find a way,
I won't be forever stuck,
With Pair O' Dice just hangin',
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll pack up my belongings,
Point my nose away from Wyoming,
This too-small skin will shuck,
And Pair O' Dice just won't be hangin',
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll find a place to start over,
Get out from under this cover,
I'll get out of this rut,
And Pair O' Dice just won't hang,
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll cut my hair or change my name,
Nothing will ever be the same,
This old life, I'll buck,
And Pair O' Dice won't just be hangin',
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll run until I find,
The life I have in mind.
And with any luck,
Pair O' Dice won't just be hangin',
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll get a plan,
Find a brand new man,
All my ties here will be cut,
And Pair O' Dice won't just hang,
From the mirror of my truck.
Find a place to rest,
Instead of always moving west,
I can feel it in my gut,
Pair O' Dice does more than hang,
From the mirror of my truck.
I'll figure a way to move on,
Catch up with the horizon,
This is plenty easy to chuck,
Pair O' Dice is waiting,
I just have to get in my truck.
Yes, there is really a Pair O' Dice hanging from the mirror in my pick up. It's there to remind me that I can live there someday.
October, 2001
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