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Intro Verse G Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me C G But I can't leave this world be hind G My debts are not like prisons where there's hope of getting free C G And I can't leave this world be hind D C I've been from here to Lawrence, Kansas D C Trying to leave my state of mind D C Trying to leave this awful sadness G But I can't leave this world be hind G South of Delia there's a patch out back by the willow trees C G And I can't leave this world be hind G It's a fenced-in piece of nothin' where I hear voices on my knees C G And I can't leave this world be hind D C Some prophecies are self-ful filling D C I've had to work for all of mine D C Better times will come to me, God- willing G Cause I can't leave this world be hind G This world must be frightening, everybody's on the run C G And I can't leave this world be hind G My house is a wooden one and it's built on a wooden one C G Seems I can't leave this world be hind D C Preacher says that when the master calls us D C He's gonna give us wings to fly D C My wings are made of hay and corn husks G So I can't leave this world be hind
Written by Josh Ritter
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