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Far Too Long, Now

I've been gamblin' with my life's blood
It's the only currency I know
I've been ramblin' through dust and mud
Not so lonely, that I've lost my glow
You know, the shine you see when you
Look into your lover's eyes
'Cause I've always had my thumb up
Pointing out with my hand, oh
I tossed three coins once
And one stood on end
In the sand by the road
I found myself, the way truth discovers lies

We've been blowin' in the wind, far too long, now
We've been tryin' to begin, far too long now
Have we not? tell me, what have we got
To show for our labor?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What have we got
To show to our neighbor?
You know, the folks next door

If you're trying to get ahead
You'll have no need of my advice, no
If you're dying from all you dread
No laughs, no religions of rice
No literally interpretted book
will revive your dead soul
Or even give you a map
To the heart of lost Eden land, oh
'Cause the secret is right here
It's like a dusty hiway tramp
With his pack and his long
Time rambler's bed-roll

We've been blowin' in the wind, far too long, now
We've been tryin' to begin, far too long now
Have we not? tell me, what have we got
To show for our labor?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What have we got
To show to our neighbor?
You know, the folks next door

When you're driving along the road
You get a quick glimpse of my eyes, oh
If you're striving to reach your goal
Too fast, no second look will revise
No sudden judgment would reveal
What's underneath hitchhiker's clothes
I know full well you've got to be guarded
I understand, oh, but there's a paradise
Deep down below the grit and grime of misfortune
And when we give it room, it sure grows
Yes, there's a paradise deep down below
The grit and grime of misfortune
And when we give it room, you know it grows

We've been blowin' in the wind, far too long, now
We've been tryin' to begin, far too long now
Have we not? tell me, what have we got
To show for our labor?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What have we got
To show to our neighbor?
You know, the folks next door

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