Cities Made Of Gold

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The moon rides high over Texas tonight
when i heard the news
when i layed down and cried
and ill be wishing on a satellite
that youll come back tonight
that youll come back tonight
'cos all that live must die someday
but not all that live
lived the way you did
We'll meet you on the other side.
Where no soul can be sold
Where no love can grow cold
where the cities made of gold

meet you on the other side
where no soul can be sold
where no love can grow cold
and youll remember our names
as we walk through the gates
where no soul can be sold
where no love can grow cold
where the cities made of gold

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from "Beat Les Troubador", released September 13, 2012

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Troubador! Livermore, California

Maybe one day we'll make the MTV, but until then we'll have to get used to playing for pennies in the street.

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