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"Already Gone" by S.L. Reay, (c) 1996, 2006

1. Last night a coyote howled in the meadow
   And a train whistle echoed down the hill.
   There was a rustling in the breeze that stirred up my memories
   They played me that old traveling song.
   And I wished that I was already gone

2. This morning geese flew low past my window
   They were winging their way to the south
   They did not have much to say but they pointed out the way
   They showed me deep snow won't be long
   And I wished that I was already gone

break
   I don't want to spend another winter-without-end
   Here in this northern prairie town
   It's warm down Tucson way.  I think I'll head on out today
   Next year maybe, I'll be back around
   Next year maybe, I'll be back around

3. There's a tear in your eye as you watch me
   Stuff my clothes in a dirty duffle bag
   There is a fire in your kiss that I know I'm gonna miss
   But this rambler's gotta keep moving on
   And I wish that I was already gone