Postcards From Life Lyrics

I keep my boots close to the footlice
i try to keep my mind close to the words
cause some of my old songs and me will never part
although they`re warm and willing
they still come from the heart
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Postcards from life
oh god i`ve sent many
short stories from the deep south of my soul
I keep my suitcase packed and ready
got a brand new roadman in my hands
all these quiet sunday morning
i will let you have your sleep
cause the peace i see upon your face
is a memory i`d like to keep
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Postcards from life
oh god i`ve sent many
short stories from the deep south of my soul
Life is still a mystery to me
I`m a long long way from that inner gate
and i might stray and i may stumble
but i`ll keep my mission pure
just hope that fear and loneliness
will make my path obscure
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Postcards from life
oh god i`ve sent many
short stories from the deep south of my soul
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Postcards from life
oh god i`ve sent many
short stories from the deep south of my soul
south of my soul