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I remember the first time |
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I drove through |
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Indiana Watching fences in the distance |
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Fade away |
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Once there was a girl |
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I knew there |
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And she was pretty |
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We kept in touch until we just |
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Went our own ways |
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I remember the first time |
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I drove Through |
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Indiana Waving goodbye to the towns |
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That we drove through |
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Far away I know they're deep |
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Inside a city |
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Running back and forth wanting |
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Only to get home |
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Once I was there in a dream |
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Meeting people |
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WIthout names and without |
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Faces they lived |
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I rmember the first time |
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I drove Through |
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Indiana Watching semis hauling grain |
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To the west |
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They're gonna make it all the |
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Way to Colorado |
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Where the mountains touch |
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The sky and rivers bend |
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I remember the first time |
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I drove Through |
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Indiana Thinking to myself how big |
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This land really is |
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AMber waves of grain, from a highway |
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Who lives in that house so far away? |
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I remember the first time |
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I drove Though |
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Indiana Watching fences in the distance |
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Fade away |
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I remember the first time |
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I drove Though |
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Indiana I remember the first time |
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I drove Though |
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Indiana |
