<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=82961" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Western Union Wire</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(kinky friedman)<br>From a cheap hotel in dallas<br>On a cold december day<br>A telegram was traveling on its way<br>Like a sad old song from somewhere<br>In the distance of a dream<br>Flashing cross the darkness<br>On the telegraph machine.<br>It said, from billy, at the bottom, to baby, at the top<br>Western union wire please help me stop.<br>Western union wire dont leave me. stop.<br>Well, the taxicab it took her<br>To the airport in the dawn,<br>She knew in just an hour shed be gone.<br>She was standing near the platform<br>bout to board the big pan am<br>When someone came<br>And put the lonely message in her hand.<br>It said, from billy, at the bottom, to baby, at the top<br>Western union wire please help me stop.<br>Western union wire dont leave me. stop.<br>Headin high above chicago<br>Just a-reachin for the skies<br>She found herself with teardrops in her eyes.<br>And a little boy beside her asked her,<br>mama, where is pop ? <br>And she just broke down a-cryin<br>cause she knew she couldnt stop.<br>It said, from billy, at the bottom, to baby, at the top<br>Western union wire dont leave me. stop.<br>ah, you said youd always love me how could you ? stop,<br>in pieces on the runway I love you. stop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Kinky Friedman - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=82961" data-title="Western Union Wire" data-description="(kinky friedman) From a cheap hotel in dallas On a cold december day A telegram was traveling on its way Like a sad old song from somewhere In the distance of a dream Flashing cross the darkness On the telegraph machine. It said, from billy, at th..."></div> </div> </div>

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