Brooke Fraser - Jack Kerouac lyrics

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He got the droop of a fatherless child

Almost imperceptible, one can't see it with the naked eye

Oh but I can

That cardboard lady in the corner store

Her sparkle is all painted on

Six no-good men took her shine and more

Left her youth near Sausalito

Oh it's humourless and comical at once

Always being a stranger wearing the last town's dust

Oh it's humourless, it's humourless

They look me over, one up and one down

I can tell they're wondering who my people are

I say I'm new in town

I know it's gonna take a while

Oh it's humourless and comical at once

Always being a stranger wearing the last town's dust

Oh it's humourless, it's humourless

I speculate and browse the duraflame

Winter in the west coast cool

Out by the sea where no one knows my name

I'm on the road like Jack Kerouac

Like Jack, Jack Kerouac

Like Jack, Jack Kerouac

Like Jack, Jack Kerouac

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