The West

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La la oh oh
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Ooh

Main Street is nothing but concrete
Laid down on a desert floor
Does it seem to stretch forever
Back and forth, back and forth

What happened to the empty spaces
Open places that you had found
Let your light not be a gun to you
Don't let it weigh you down

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La la oh oh
La la la la la la la
Ooh

Say goodnight to the valley
With its twinkling porch lights
What makes pain so sacred
A temple you can never leave

How was the West won
A bullet in a gun
Buildings and concrete
Mountains and cross-streets

What happened to the empty spaces
Open places that you had found
Let your light not be a gun to you
Don't let it weigh you down

La la la la la la la
La la oh oh
La la la la la la la
Ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Robert Chatelain
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