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I used to go down to the Mill Creek When I was only nine or ten I'd run trot lines in the muddy water Watch the leaves riding the wind It was there I smoked my first Marlboro It was there I kissed Laurie Jones I'd lie in the tall grass for hours Walk in the shallows, I'd skim those stones One day I was climbing in the railroad trestle I heard the sound of a coming train Man it was on me like a rolling thunder Lit a fire inside I can't explain Sent me running, sent me screaming Like a wild man through the tall grass Trying to make it back home It was then I ran into that stranger With his suitcase and his walking cane He put his hand on my little shoulder Since that day I ain't been the same Sends me running, sends me screaming Down a freeway, down a runway Letras de cancionesTrying to make it back home And here I stand in this darkened hallway My babies sleeping soft and low I feel his hand on my shoulder Like that day down at the Mill Creek long ago From Letras Mania