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That night in Des MoinesThe goner'd streets and dyingSunset buildingsCut with ShadeWe sent our smokeUp through the street lightsWe sent our prayers outThrough an old P.A.That night in Des MoinesThat night in Des MoinesWe were too late for supperSo we sat at the barAnd we drank three beersAnd we watched the houseFilling up with no oneBut God was listeningHe cupped his earThat night in Des MoinesThat night in Des MoinesI picked you up at the airportI threw your rig in the back seatSongtexteAnd I shook your handAnd the heat from the asphaltIt was liquid and dancingAnd we walked to the front doorLike a rock 'n' roll bandThat night in Des MoinesThat night in Des MoinesWe slept at your Mom's houseWe drove east in the darknessToward a whole new dayAnd the lights on the big trucksWere like gun camera tracersOn I-80 at midnightThere was nothing to say Aus Songtexte Mania