Robert Coleman Trussell: Music

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Broke to Ride
Music & lyrics by Robert Coleman Trussell
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I was born in the crosswinds
Of a mighty hurricane
Raised by the tracks
Of a screaming railroad train
And I thought I could handle
Every kind of manmade pain
That is, till I met you

I've run my feet bloody
Trying to stay in this damn race
I've seen the way people turn
Away from this tired face
And I thought I knew the secrets
Of the lowly human race
That is, till I met you

Sometimes I might make you
Want to run and hide
With all my crazy talk
Of love & suicide
Might make you drag me into court
And let some judge decide
But if I do it don't mean nothin' babe
I just ain't been broke to ride
I ain't been broke to ride

I've seen the slaves crucified
On the roads that lead to Rome
I've seen the wandering refugees
Searching for a home
And I figured if I made it
I'd have to make it on my own
That is, till I met you

When I was a boy
They taught me songs of liberty
All wild horses were born to run
Between the mountains and the sea
But I'd just about given up
All my dreams of being free
That is, till I met you