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the true heart

my hat’s gone with the wind
but my boots nailed to the floor
this road can bring me anywhere
won’t come back no more

guess it’s time to leave
with the morning breeze
and underneath my wheels
there’s a road to disappear

she’s crossing over Jordan
to the other shore
green eyes and a tattoo-sleeve
swore that she would never leave
but she’s crossing over Jordan
to the other shore
now she’s waiting for me
with all who’ve gone before

the last journey leads thru the heart
the angles call for you
no long journey home
when your heart is true

she’s crossing over Jordan
to the other shore
green eyes and a tattoo-sleeve
swore that she will never leave
but she’s crossing over Jordan
to the other shore
now she’s waiting for me
with all who’ve gone before
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