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Gerald Wiebe
#26

This is mostly just a rearrangement of the lines already posted. I tried to use them all but there were a few lines I just couldn't make work out for this. The meter is based on a straight 8 rhythm @90 bpm. Haven't got the chorus figured yet but I think it works out.


Use it or lose it, no matter to me. It was fun to do


 


 


V1 


It was a cold night in Nashville, as she stepped out of the cab
Free spirit, hiding from life 


Huddled on a park bench, holding all she had 


Fallen angel waiting for sunrise


 


Odds aren’t good today that things are gonna change 


In spite of the things she’s heard them say


 


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She came to town to make the rounds 


Belting out that Country sound
Thought that stardom could be found 


But all that getting knocked around 


Has left her feeling like a clown 


Turned her smile into a frown 


Put her feet back on the ground


 


V2 


Was a time she had it good, she was a Nashville honey 


Now here she is lost in Bradley Park


 


Finds herself in olive drab, no room no car no money 


Waiting in the dark 


 


Odds aren’t good today that things are gonna change 


In spite of the things she’s heard them say


 


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She came to town to make the rounds 


Belting out that Country sound
Thought that stardom could be found 


But all that getting knocked around 


Has left her feeling like a clown 


Turned her smile into a frown 


Put her feet back on the ground


 


bridge 


She’d never faced the world alone 


And now she is so far from home 


 


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