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Willie Nelson( Willie Hugh Nelson )
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The Thirty-Third of August
Lyricist:Mickey Newbury
Well, today there's no salvation, the band's packed up and gone Left me standin' with a penny in my hand There's a big crowd at the station where a blind man sings his songs He can see what I can't understand
It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down Eight days from Sunday, Lord, I'm Saturday bound
Once I stumble through the darkness, tumble to my knees A thousand voices screamin' through my brain Woke up in the squad car, busted down for vagrancy And outside my cell sure as hell it looked like rain
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down Eight days from Sunday, Lord, I'm Saturday bound
Now I put my angry feelin' under lock and chain I hide my violent nature with a smile Though the demons dance and sing their songs within my fevered brain Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, are defiled
It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down Eight days from Sunday, Lord, I'm Saturday bound
It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down Eight days from Sunday, Lord, I'm Saturday bound
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