Stephen Stills - Down The Road
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When I was a young man
Standin' in the door
The room was dark and smoky
The smell of death before' me
Think I'll go down
Mama
Go on down the road
See what's goin' on
Down the road
Lots of friends and children
Layin' in the grass
Hookah makes me crazy
Believe I'm goin' have to pass
Think I'll go down
Mama
Go on down the road
See what's goin' on
Down the road
Then you find your cocaine
Start to movin' fast
Trip, stumble, fall, freeze up
Hope your body last
Think I'll go down
Mama
Go on down the road
See what's goin' on
Down the road
Drinkin' plenty good liquor
Bourbon twelve years old
Heroin, just in time
Worst trip that I know
Think I'll go down
Mama
Take a pass
Go on down the road
See what's goin' on
Some people into Jesus
Other people into Zen
I'm just into every day
I don't hide from where I been
I just go down
Mama
Go on down the road
See what's goin' on
Down the road
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