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Bus Ride Blues


The bus wheels are turning
The world is moving
But something isn’t right
You’re not by my side

Distance is a murderer 
Kills me every day
Yet I don’t run astray
From things that I love

I miss him so dearly
And he is ill
I just want to be with him 
So I can pay my bill

My bill is pricy 
It is lengthy 
But my bill is worth it 
Cause people are worth paying for

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