C G (Chorus) 100 miles to Barstow and the rain keeps comin' down G c 100 miles to Barstow on the sadist side of town 100 miles to Barstow with a bottle in my hand 100 miles to Barstow cause im alone again She swore she would be all mine she said her love was true And did all the kinds of things that a woman usually do Well the good time they turned bad and the bad time they turned sad Now Im a 100 mile to Barstow wising for what I had Why does love have to hurt so bad why is it so cruel Everytime I fall im love I feel just like a fool How do I know when its real I can never tell 100 mile to Barstow its like a 100 mile to hell Love can be your friend if you drive her straight and slow But I never heeded her advice and I drove right of the road Well my love you discarded like a bottle on the side of the road now im a hundred miles to Barstow with no Place left to go
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