Frisco's a mile long away you can afford to fly But it might as well be the moon Lord when you're as broke as I Here I sit with my head in my hands watching the trains roll by Lord the Helping Hand Mission man warned me that the nights here got cold When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train [ steel ] Old Frisco's a mighty rich city now that ain't no lie Well they have some buildings that reach nearly a mile in the sky Everyone's so busy they can't tell me the reason why Here's a world full of people so damn many people alone When you're alone life just don't seem worth living While you're alive gotta learn to live with the pain You've been grown for so long there's no one left who'll forgive You find yourself searching your mind for the links to the chain When you're cold...
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