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When I was a young 'boy you have the sad-est face' One night in Mexico, we chased our memories It's too late to live it down, lost in another town Lift myself up off the ground, get back to that northern sound You're lost, who will find us Jump back, bring it back, bring it back three What a lonely smile, child you forgot to live In America they stare at ya, this is the worst it gets In a western town, a vista near a metaphor Come back or stay at home, it's a three day drive up the coast You're lost, who will find us Jump back, bring it back. bring it back three I was looking for an alibi To find some money to stay alive There's got to be another way I still see her waving...goodbye