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Aug 24
Some say I threw
my money away

on trips
and other frivolous things

and now they tell me
it's all in the wind

but if it's the wind
that's in my face

when I'm on the open road
what better place is there

for my money to be
Route 66 Jazz
Whit Howland
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Whit Howland
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