Cactus Smoke

Standing around waiting for pay and a raise that'll never come
The train left that station years ago in the days when we were young

I remember the smell of the paloverde campfire junk smoke
Outside of San Samoan in a van that we called home

Coming back around again circling back around the bend
The cycle pricing true

I remember our love in that canyon
South of Santa Fe
Good times and and the beers melt away our fears and all sorrow melts away



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Writer(s): Traveling Broke And Out Of Gas
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