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Dead end street
One day I was walking down a deadend street, how interesting it seemed the people I came to meet.
There were addicts, and boozers of all dififferent kinds, just some poor lost souls completely out of their minds.
Hey! buddie can you spare me a nickle or dime,
So I can perhaps buy me a bottle of wine.
My first thought was my what a waste, then reality hit me smack dab in the face.
There is help for these people if they only will try, but some really don't care if they live or they die.
My hope came for me, and for this I will say if you want to get your life straight choose God all the way.
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There were addicts, and boozers of all dififferent kinds, just some poor lost souls completely out of their minds.
Hey! buddie can you spare me a nickle or dime,
So I can perhaps buy me a bottle of wine.
My first thought was my what a waste, then reality hit me smack dab in the face.
There is help for these people if they only will try, but some really don't care if they live or they die.
My hope came for me, and for this I will say if you want to get your life straight choose God all the way.
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