I'm searching through the shadows
I need to ease my pain.
The cops took all my crack away
It's driving me insane.
In the early morning rain
I wait inside this jail.
I wish the real Gordon Lightfoot
Would come and pay my bail.
That Canadian and I share a name
We are brothers of this land.
Except I'm some dumb crack dealer
and he's the leader of the band.
So don't confuse the two of us
We are no where near the same.
I'm a no good crack dealer from the swamp
Who couldn't live up to my name.
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