Suitcase full of money

(Alan Evans)

A homeless man comes into money in an unusual way

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heading down to Mexico like an outlaw on the run a suitcase full of money should help me have some fun not looking for the flash life just a quiet little town find me a pretty senorita a place to settle down left behind a different life one of misery and solitude sleeping on the cold streets begging each day for food I was once a proud soldier served my country well when I got home was left all alone trapped in a living hell no one to turn to living on the street no sign of hope resigned myself to defeat when an opportunity arose in an alley where I lay a drug deal that went bad for men who died that day I XXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXX XXX XXX X XXXXXXXX XXXX XX XXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXX XXX XXX XX XXXXXX XX XX XXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XX XXXXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXXX X XXXXX XXXXXX XXXX XXXX XX X XXXXXX XXXXXXXX X XXXXX XX XXXXXX XXXX

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