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Tom Barrett - Ian Noe
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Tom Barrett Ian Noe

Tom Barrett - Ian Noe
He was waiting for a better time
To tell her he'd be gone
It was blowing up a storm that night
And something about it just seemed wrong
So, he waited ’til the morning came
With lightning all around
And it broke his soul, but he let her go
And split for that tore-up town

All these roads
Coulda swore that they closed
All these towns
Woulda swore they fell down

Tom Barrett was a killing man
From the 21st platoon
Started out in a heavy tank
Tearing down the mountain dunes
And the pilot guards would laugh and say
We see you're back again
Said I tell ya if they had their way
They'd send me just to fight the wind

All these roads
Coulda swore that they closed
All these towns
Woulda swore they fell down
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