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May 16, 2006 13:55

Ain't nobody to ask Ennis why that nice girl from town ain't around no more.

Ain't nobody to ask why Ennis don't go out to drink anymore. Ain't nobody to watch him go home to his one-room trailer, take a piss in the sink and settle in with nothing but his beer and his memories.

Ain't nobody to ask him where that bruise came from, or what happened that he lost this job and has to find another man needs helping around the farm.

Ain't nobody around no more, nobody but them postcards.
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