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Little Boy Blue
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
and the sun turns the daytime to gold
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It gets in your shoes when you're walking
That cold desert moon and the hot desert sun
Can get inside your head when you're talking
And railroads and highways make impatient friends
And maybe tomorrow he'll follow
There's Phoenix and Frisco and LA and Reno
And so many fine places to travel
Daytime in the city is something to see
It fills a mans eyes with delight
The buildings they reach up and almost touch the sky
While the bright lights make love to the night
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up
The city's so crowded that you can't go nowhere
It's all aggravation and worry
You can't see the sky and you can't breathe the air
It'll make a man old in a hurry
And railroads and highways make impatient friends
And lord, don't he wish he could follow
There's (???), (???) and you were in Scottsdale
And so many fine places to travel
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
And the sun turns the daytime to gold
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And there's always tomorrow
Thank god for tomorrow
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Thank god for tomorrow
And there's always tomorrow
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And the sun turns the daytime to gold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
And so many fine places to travel
There's (???), (???) and you were in Scottsdale
And lord, don't he wish he could follow
And railroads and highways make impatient friends
It'll make a man old in a hurry
You can't see the sky and you can't breathe the air
It's all aggravation and worry
The city's so crowded that you can't go nowhere
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
While the bright lights make love to the night
The buildings they reach up and almost touch the sky
It fills a mans eyes with delight
Daytime in the city is something to see
And so many fine places to travel
There's Phoenix and Frisco and LA and Reno
And maybe tomorrow he'll follow
And railroads and highways make impatient friends
Can get inside your head when you're talking
That cold desert moon and the hot desert sun
It gets in your shoes when you're walking
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up
And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
and the sun turns the daytime to gold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
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