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Verse 1 Ol’ Blaine Summer was a reckless man. He carried his guns every day. He smoked his weed, drove high speed; always got his way. Blaine loved pretty faces, left no traces of love or trust. Wished he could trade places with different races of his neighborhood—if he could! Verse 2 Ol’ Blaine Summer ended up in jail where he served some time. He found the Lord, met his wife. Learned to walk the line. Blaine made major changes, what’s so strange, his urge remained. Still sees pretty faces on railroad traces in his brain. Stop this train! Verse 3 Ol’ Blaine Summer is a restless man. He carries his guns every day. He’s in the fight, does what’s right in a four-wheel Chevrolet. Blaine needs hope and healing, hit the ceiling as a warrior king. He is still concealing, not revealing anything—he’s weakening!
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