Jeffrey Foucault - Des Moines
[VERSE 1:]
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That night in Des Moines
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Goner'd streets dying
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Sunset buildings
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Cut with shade
We sent our smoke
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Up through the streetlights
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We sent our prayers out
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Through an old P.A.
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That night in Des Moines
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That night in Des Moines
[VERSE 2:]
That night in Des Moines
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Too late for supper
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Yeah, we sat at the bar
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And we drank three beers
And we watched the house
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Filling up with no one
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But god was listening
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And he cupped his ear
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That night in Des Moines
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That night in Des Moines
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[VERSE 3:]
That night in Des Moines
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Picked you up at the airport
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I threw your rig in the back seat
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And I shook your hand
And the heat from the asphalt
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It was liquid and dancing
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And we walked to the front door
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Like a rock 'n' roll band
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That night in Des Moines
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That night in Des Moines
[VERSE 4:]
That night in Des Moines
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We slept at your Mom's house
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We drove east in the darkness
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Toward a whole new day
And the lights on the big trucks
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Were like gun camera tracers
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On I-80 at midnight
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There was nothing to say
