BOZEMAN TO MIDLAND
Mountain road,
Take me to Midland
He's waiting, I'm coming.
Thousand miles, Bozeman smiles!
Was on December dawn.
Biilings, Wyoming, Colorado and its mounts,
Town to towns, left on countries.
Five one eight down the road.
Four seventy highway to Smith,
For a pure love, I fear of nothing!
Texas will pray for me.
He is my strength, knows me better,
He is my soul nourished my courage.
At a single glance I saw him walking,
Down the Big Spring Street all the way of corner..
He waved at me with all his tears.
God, I love him if this is Your trials
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