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What's come to stay from the Cannonball days 
but a house and some clothes on the line. 
Fired away your drunken brigade 
In the streets of New York as a child. 
Woman so fine, fine as a girl 
Slow like an Italian wine. 
Her hair all a mess and a dress off the shelf 
But all of your roses have died. 
Better luck in the next life 
Cuz you're gonna need it dear. 
Loved you back then, but i couldn't say when 
Cuz all of your roses have died 
All of your roses have died. 
I tasted your lips with my hands on your hips 
Danced in apartment named Nine. 
Cats on the sill and my head to your breast 
Beating your rhythms divine. 
West Jersey Queen with a rattled machine 
Tasted the salt through your skin. 
Loved you back then, but I couldn't say when 
Cuz all of your roses have died. 
Better luck in the next life 
Go give em some hell and goodbye 
Loved you back then, but i couldn't say when 
Cuz all of your roses have died 
All of your roses have died. 
Basked in the heat down on Christopher street, 
Bought you a rose from a bum 
Left you a note, had it stuffed in your coat 
You laughed and said it was dumb. 
Broke like a stem, and I guess you're with him 
I'm sure that he treats you just fine. 
So bottoms up, cheers, baby here's to your tears 
all of your roses have died. 
Better luck in the next life 
I'll miss you, but go on, goodbye. 
I feel like a stray from these cannonball days 
when all of your roses were mine. 
all of your roses were mine 
all of your roses........were mine

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Cannonball Days Lyrics by Ryan Adams

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