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A Richard came inside a gas-truck's gear Gbm Hiding from officers Bm Crossing the limits of the country's fears D And lying as gossipers A As he decided to leave the hiding place Gbm To take a walk in the American dream Bm Felt so scared but he needed some sun on the face D And in the street officers took him A Those were hard days for a gambler Gbm Those were hard days for a man Bm But too hard to remember D As he hard to leave again A Richard got rid of Miami low Gbm By deportation and some injuries Bm When te moreno man With a punch on the law D Got in love so tenderly A Because in the flight he heard a voice Gbm Which latin accent swung his soul Bm So when they landed, love left no choice D Had to go with her to Mexico A Those were good days for a gambler Gbm Those were good days for a man Bm But too good to remember D As he hard to leave again A Richard waited the night To leave the house of cheer Gbm When she was sleeping safe Bm Kissed her belly with a guilty tear D But must get lonely to be rave A And hit the road looking for something else Gbm But for the first time felt alone Bm Wanted a place to rest in peace D A But there's no way back home
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