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Well I found him in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
He was squinting and stubbled
And standing in the door
He said if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
And the gospel on TV
