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(BMI) These Times Were Living In Words & Music by Kate Wolf Down by the river the waters runnin low as I wander underneath the trees In the park outside of town the leaves turned brown and yellow now are falling on the ground Remembering the way you felt beside me here when love was new That feelings just grown stronger since I fell in love with you Now weve only got these times were living in Weve only got these times were living in Winter wood piled on the porch walnuts scattered on the ground wood smoke risin to the sky An old man comes home from work and hugs his wife in a sweat-stained shirt, steps through that door to where its warm inside And Im walking as the wind rustles in the fallen leaves My footsteps picking out a tune my heart sings silently How weve only got these times were living in Weve only got these times were living in See the roses dried and faded the tall trees carved and painted with long forgotten lovers names The old cars standing empty and dogs barking at me as I walk through the quiet streets the same If I could Id tell you now there are no roads that do not bend The days like flowers bloom and fade and they do not come again Weve only got these times were living in Weve only got these times were living in 1981 Another Sundown Publishing Co

Future research should build on these findings and examine longitudinal and intersectional racial and ethnic differences in factors associated with tobacco use, explore the viability of the putative intervention targets identified here, extend research on within-group differences, and examine measurement equivalence for all measures and items within Black communities

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