Thanks for chicago, mr. james

you always said i wouldn't stay
i'm guess you saw me? before it all began
i've always been a changing train
and when you think i'm lost?
you might forgive me then
thanks for chicago, mr. james
and all the shiny suits and all the shiny names
the things a country boy can place
the look of shame upon your city face
and you needed more
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you picked me up on my way down
that dusty one-horse town
i won't forget the jail
and there's wife and cadillac
the sheriff on my back 'til you put up the bail
thanks for chicago, mr. james
you've got a lot of grace
but you're an empty place
the dawn falls hard upon my face
i move as i began through fields ___
thanks for chicago, mr. james
that world of grain gold that watched you growing old
the things i never saw, i see
to think, that i'm still free and i'm not feeling cold