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Late summer's sunlight shining on me
My good days help with those I feel in pain
No I can't say I'm doing badly
But soon you can meet me in the rain

I'm older now but I'm still burning
For my six-string and the songs hiding inside
Hope to find some more before the tide starts turning
I would love to leave a melody behind

And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home

Late picked peaches are the sweetest 
But fate may hold some bitter blows
When darkness falls find me next to Jesus
Smoking the butts from the ashtray of my hopes

And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home


And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home
And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable still running in my home