LYRIC

I can smell the whiskey
On Canada's breath
But I can't see her face through the overgrown grass

The Blue Ridge is my North Star
There's no lights on the street
The river sings the saddest tune and it lulls me right asleep

Sometimes you stay
Mostly you go
And you go and you go and you go

My sister she got married
We all drank too much wine
I know change is scary it don't matter what kind

I've never seen a ghost
But I've felt a chilly breeze
I've never been to California
But I think it's for me

Sometimes you stay
Mostly you go
And you go and you go and you go

You go and you go and you go and you go and you go
You go and you go and you go and you go and you go
You go and you go and you go and you go and you go

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