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If you're reading this I'm either dead or in Dallas I have to catch a train and a plane all at the same time L to the A to the JFK My getaway Like a cemetery I'm dying to get into that lone star state I've missed the wide open spaces My family and friends smiling faces A bathroom to call my own and a home with multiple rooms to roam From Dallas I extend my gratitude to the families I wasn't born to but made My boys in Austin from 3306 who took me in when a woman sent me packin' Dr Mills from New Orleans handin' out red beans, rice, and thrills If it wasn't for the Rich I'd never have seen Florida or Vegas The wild spirit, she who must not be tamed from Colorado My California kin that took me in and fed me from your tables, so kind (of you) to let me drink your wine All of you, Thank you, I am truly blessed, For my families across the U.S. Even though I'm here for just a week I already miss my Brooklyn family deep in the Mes They're making Thanksgiving happen without a kitchen Cooking away their stress, making more out of less Back to Dallas I came I'm jovial to be home But it's not the same For I have grown Because of the support My new families have shown I love you all Wherever you are Across the country
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
My Family Lives Across The Country
If you're reading this I'm either dead or in Dallas I have to catch a train and a plane all at the same time L to the A to the JFK My getaway Like a cemetery I'm dying to get into that lone star state I've missed the wide open spaces My family and friends smiling faces A bathroom to call my own and a home with multiple rooms to roam From Dallas I extend my gratitude to the families I wasn't born to but made My boys in Austin from 3306 who took me in when a woman sent me packin' Dr Mills from New Orleans handin' out red beans, rice, and thrills If it wasn't for the Rich I'd never have seen Florida or Vegas The wild spirit, she who must not be tamed from Colorado My California kin that took me in and fed me from your tables, so kind (of you) to let me drink your wine All of you, Thank you, I am truly blessed, For my families across the U.S. Even though I'm here for just a week I already miss my Brooklyn family deep in the Mes They're making Thanksgiving happen without a kitchen Cooking away their stress, making more out of less Back to Dallas I came I'm jovial to be home But it's not the same For I have grown Because of the support My new families have shown I love you all Wherever you are Across the country
shelby-hemstock
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
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