Texty:
A Life Divided I Hope You Ll Make It To The West

have you been, my darling children While I have been away in the west Though you are strangers I feel like I know you By the way that you treat me and

so I'll sell ya dope I said I'd rather lie to ya, then sell ya hope Ain't nothin I could tell ya so I'll sell ya dope (Put ya flag in ya hand) [Daz]