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Inner City Blues by Sixto Rodriguez

Going down a dirty inner city side road I plotted Madness passed me by, she smiled hi I nodded Looked up as the sky began to cry She shot it. Met a girl from Dearborn, early six o’clock this morn … Continue reading

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