MULE ALLEY

Christmas lights in early November

The echo of footsteps

On a cobblestone street

Your cigarette in one hand

My fingers intertwined in the other

I’ll follow you wherever you go

700 mile journey from home

But where you are, is where I belong

Life is drunken giggles

And pool table banter

All my sorrows, up in bar smoke

In the streets of Fort Worth

<3 the West

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