Blurred shot apropos
St. John’s merits a visit
Before it gets cold
I met you lonely
Frustration with all of it
Life’s a slower pace
Dad’s alma mater
Best season ever, but I
Only scooted through
Grandma said go on
Five hundred thirty five miles
That’s a big damn state
A warm reception
Until my faulty ticket
Nearly caused a fight
Did my own gambling
With the sheriff’s radar gun
It’s a sucker bet
Hosting number 2
Young brash fan base kept it clean
Rushed the field again!
Sparse to say the least
Something poetic in the
Lonely little towns
St. John’s merits a visit
Before it gets cold
I met you lonely
Frustration with all of it
Life’s a slower pace
Dad’s alma mater
Best season ever, but I
Only scooted through
Grandma said go on
Five hundred thirty five miles
That’s a big damn state
A warm reception
Until my faulty ticket
Nearly caused a fight
Did my own gambling
With the sheriff’s radar gun
It’s a sucker bet
Hosting number 2
Young brash fan base kept it clean
Rushed the field again!
Sparse to say the least
Something poetic in the
Lonely little towns
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