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letra de jacksborough - cranford hollow

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she throws all her rage in the back of the truck
with the overnight bag so wrinkled and rough
drifting for miles past two county lines
she finally breaks loose the tears she can’t hide

hoping to breathe on the side of the road
the wind has been pushing since jacksboro
shirt is wet from the crying and sweat
over ten years of torture she’ll never forget

you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last ride
you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last
taking one last ride

heading north on i-75
kentucky looks black this time of night
roadside motel with a vacancy sign
no room with a view, no end in sight

she looks at the gun so cold and grey
says to herself she can’t make it today
leans back in bed with the tv loud
the last thing she sees is a black smoky cloud

you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last ride
you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last
taking one last ride

the cop on the scene is familiar with death
but this pretty young thing is leaving a mess
both in his head and the wall behind
his heart sinks low as he closes his eyes

she was only nineteen he said to the clerk
“where is she from? how bad did she look?
she was all smiles when she checked in last night
gave me her daddy’s card, i didn’t put up a fight.”

you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last ride
you can’t hunt for hope and buy your time
he’s gone for good, taking one last
taking one last ride

- cranford hollow

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