Broken Parakeet Blues : Intro - D A G D A
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East of the village and west of the trees
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Up on the high ground where the soldiers would stand
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Cooling themselves in the sulfurous breeze
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It seemed like something to lose
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The houses were filled with flattering hosts
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In tight shirts and compliments for soldiers and ghosts
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Up on the high ground blowing their loads
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For the cowgirls left back home
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How can you say there’s nothing to lose
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Singing your broken parakeet blues
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On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
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Black like the crows from the cattlecar fumes
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Yeah, up on the highway near 29 Palms
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I saw busloads of soldiers rolling along
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And people like crows on the side of the road
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Waving goodbye to lovers and sons
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The soldiers were boys, there were brown ones and fat ones
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White ones and cool ones and camouflaged black ones
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Sweet ones and cruel ones but I didn’t see
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Anybody I thought had money like me
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Some were sleeping, some dreaming, some quietly weeping
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Out of 29 Palms the buses kept creeping
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Right through the desert and out to the shore
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29 Palms won’t see ’em no more
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How can you say there’s nothing to lose
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Singing your broken parakeet blues
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On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
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Black like the crows from the cattlecar fumes
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How can you just wave farewell to them
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Knowing what you know and where you have been
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On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
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Singing your broken parakeet blues
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How can you say there’s nothing to lose
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D
East of the village and west of the trees
G
Up on the high ground where the soldiers would stand
D
Cooling themselves in the sulfurous breeze
A G
We all crowed those parakeet blues
