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The road as a tonic for the tired and bereft.

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Well it's funny how just when you're making ground how every wheel can find the ditch. All the news is sad and every friend you had whoever stood beside you quit. Hearing silent screams as all the death machines roll out and take society. Things can seem so bleak, the feeble and the meek - you watch them all fall to that beast. Still you move along with every heart worn song (the one reward is that you're free). So take your guitar man and tour across the land, it's going to set your mind at ease.

A sad sung hero, across the country you roam. A sad sung hero, you're so far from your home. A sad sung hero, you face the world all alone.

And as the sun goes down you're in another town to play those sad songs through the night. And every face you see, it's like they want to be the man on stage behind the mic. But after every show, the neon lights aglow, they file out the door in pairs. The happy couples go, and little do they know a singer's woeful thoughts and cares. Walk to the motel room under a quarter moon, get to the door and find the key, then have a beer or two (there's not much else to do), what tomorrow brings you'll see.

A sad sung hero, across the country you roam. A sad sung hero, you're so far from your home. A sad sung hero, you face the world all alone.

Well it's something how, just when you're leaving town, you've finally found your mind some peace. Every care you had, all the things gone bad, with every road sign find release. From the badlands now to the mountains how you've left your troubles to the east. Living clean and free but then you've always seemed to make the most of what was least. As the sun goes down you're driving westward bound putting freedom to the test. In the frame of mind you leave it all behind you're living one gig to the next.

A sad sung hero, across the country you roam. A sad sung hero with no direction home. A sad sung hero, you face the world all alone.

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from The Sixth Avenue Verses, released April 9, 2014
Michael Coughlan - Canada (vocals, acoustic guitar), Shannon Lyon - Canada (electric guitar, bass, hand percussion, drums).

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