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I've been walking down, the lonesome road, with seeds of sorrow, and sadness grows.

Well I can turn around, what's the use, this dead end sign both in front and behind either way I loose.

And it's a strange old world, were living in its not where we're going it's only where we've been.

I've been high on a mountain and down in a ditch I've been through heaven and hell and brother I couldn't tell which one was which.
I'm going down, I'm going down, going down, down, down, not even rock bottom lord, or solid ground.

I can see the end, lord of this old road, soon I'll be walking, down streets of gold.

When I'm finished falling, Lord someday I am high, plant my feet I'll save your seat way up on high.

I'm going down, I'm going down, going down down down, not even rock bottom lord, or solid ground. I'm going down, I'm going down, going down down dooooooown, down, not even rock bottom lord, or solid ground nooo not even rock bottom lord, or solid ground.

-The damn quails - Down