After the war, I’ve gotten it less
holly, answer my distress calls
I haven’t found anything in Vegas
Too tired to get to LA
San Bernardino, you’re a thousand miles away
Up where you wake there’s heavy snow
Down where I sleep I need you bad
If you noticed the light you’d know
Way at the end of the road
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