sundownThe streets gone golden brownAuburn skies aboveI'm searching for

uh, trust in a relationship's a fragile thing. Uh, always

It was more like a dream than realityI must have thought

all over now, the things we hadI ain't sorry,

a '32 Ford, she's a 318Fuelie heads and a

shots, 41 shots, 41 shots, 41 shots)(41 shots, 41 shots,

a pale horse comin'I'm gonna ride itI'll rise in

Some say it's destiny, whether triumph or tragedyBut I believe we

Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonightForcin' a light

night I was out drivingComing home at the end

they blew up the Chicken Man in Philly last

Lights out tonight, trouble in the heartlandA head-on collision bustin' in

Lights out tonight, trouble in the heartlandGot a head-on collision smashin'

I stood stone-like at midnightSuspended in my masqueradeI combed

blue skies, please go awayMy girl has found another

There's a place out on the edge of town, sirRising above

I saw her standin' on her front lawnjust twirlin' her batonMe

I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-sixFuelie heads and a

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1: Rosanne lights in the harbor don't shine for