Lyrics to Bolder

Crying on your shoulder, I'm headed for BoulderRather take the train; got no money to paySleep in a boarding house, soup in a canWayward winds they blow me, here and there were the sameSleep in a boarding house, soup in a canWayward winds they blow me, here and there were the same
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