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Beware that Lost Highway

    Lost Highway   By Hank Williams   I'm a rollin' stone, all alone and lost For a life of sin, I have paid the cost When I pass by, all the people say Just another guy on the lost highway Just a deck of cards, and a jug of wine And a woman's lies makes a life like mine Oh, the day we met, I went astray I started rolling down that lost highway I was just a lad, nearly twenty-two Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you And now I'm lost, too late to pray Lord, I take a cost, oh the lost highway Now boys don't start to ramblin' round On this road of sin, are you sorrow-bound? Take my advice or you'll curse the day You started rollin' down that lost highway

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