Breakdown (a Long Way From Home) by Kris Kristofferson
The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving
There's nobody nobody knows on the street
A few stranded souls standing cold at the station
And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep
Lord would you look at you now that you're here ain't you
Proud of your peers and the long way you've come
All alone all the way on your own who's to say
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