Prayin' on the north wind to lead me to my door
Thumbing through my greenbacks, swearin' I made more
Some cruel nightly cycle leaves me cryin' on a motel floor
But I don't cry for you anymore
For many a dark hour, I look up to the sky
Many unkind thoughts are laid on my hazy eyes
Sometimes I get to thinkin', "why wait around to die?"
But I don't think of you, so I get by
Every day it seems
My whole damn life's just a codeine dream
I don't dream of you
Anymore
The sun is gone away now, green grass turns to brown
Every December, it gets a little bit harder to lay that bottle down
It's more than just the weather that plagues this prairie town
But I won't be seeing you when I come round
Every day it seems
My whole damn life's just a codeine dream
I don't dream of you
Anymore
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