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Jeffrey Foucault
Jeffrey Foucault
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Jeffrey Foucault
Jeffrey Foucault
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That night in Des Moines
Goner'd streets and dying
Sunset building
Cut with shade
We sent our smoke
Up through the street lights
We sent our prayers out
Through an old PA
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
Too late for supper
We sat the bar
And we drank 3 beers
And we watched the house
Filling up with no one
But God was listening
And he cupped his ear
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
Picked you up at the airport
Threw your rig in the back seat
And I shook your hand
And the heat from the asphalt
It was liquid and dancing
And we walked through the front doors
Like a rock 'n' roll band
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
That night in Des Moines
We slept at your mom's house
Drove east in the darkness
Toward a whole new day
And the lights on the big trucks
Were like gun camera tracers
On I-80 at midnight
There was nothing to say
Written by: Jeffrey Franklin Foucault
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