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No Trace

You hit the road to go see your old mate.

You knocked on the door at what used to be his place

but the ones who answered couldn't tell you anything.

It's like he has no name, no face, no number, no trace.

Asking around, you heard a story so strange.

about some men who came and took him away

but where they took him, no one could say,

so now he has no name, no face, no number, no trace.

No name, no face, no number, no trace.

A friend might come to your door one day

and find no sign of you any place

and if no one can get your story straight

then you might have no name, no face, no number, no trace.

No name, no face, no number, no trace.

You can get this track from Amazon here. The rough cut video was posted on YouTube on 9/13/08 - click here to watch that video.

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