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Lyrics
i walk alone, the savannah streets at night
guitar in my hand, noone in sight
me and my best friend, six string talkimine,
seems to be the way these days, and i don't mind
it ain't so bad no, anymore
when i'm alone i'm right athome
it aint so bad, when i'm alone
you all are beauttiful but so am i
in my own world, on this holy day
nothing much to eat no, nothing much to say
i reach inside myself, i'm giving thanks
creating what i can with my hands, its how i meditate
it ain't so bad...
imagine being locked up in a room by yourself
for weeks at a time you can only read or write
ain't got your cellphone or your dvd,
ain't got nobody but yours truly
no lover to caress you, no mother to say it's alright
barely got a pillow to rest your head at night
you think you could smile, inside yourself
go ahead and smile, and do it well
it ain't so bad...
g.guay
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