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32 men on a Great Lakes boat
Quit the pier at Thunder Bay
28,000 tons of coal
On a cold November day
800 feet and 10 more long
80 feet across
The steel mills of Detroit
Our destination through the frost

I swear this ain't a love song, just one man all alone
he's got no map to guide him, just a wound inside his soul
what's wrong with all of these stars tonight,
they're all washed out in tears
and I curse everything in sight, for all these lost years
and I hope that I can find you, even though this road is dark
and I hope to God I'll hold you, once again inside my heart