The Jayhawks

"Leaving Detroit"

[Verse 1]
Boarded windows, rusty stairs
Local color push their wares
They're stuck in their ways
You tell me that you just don't care
Don't pretend that you don't care

[Verse 2]
Waves of undulating grain
Visible from the little train
Where you slept
Sorry that I ripped your dress
Sorry that I ripped your dress
Whoa-oh, oh-oh, oh

You're already gone
This house ain't a home
I'll take the last flight
I stare at my hands
We'll make our last stand
I'm leavin' Detroit

[Verse 3]
The pushin' billboards, fast food chains
Tires whining softly in the rain
On the outskirts of town
What it is that I don't got
Who it is that I'm not
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