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I come from that kind of town where everyone know's your name |
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They lay ya down in that dirt that you were born in. |
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The one thing you can count on is that everything stays the same |
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Sure as the magnolias bloomin' in the mornin' |
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I'd like to believe |
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I'm still that naive when |
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I cross over the county line.(chorus) |
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So don't tell me it's all been done |
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And that the best ain't yet to come. |
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My story's out there still untold, |
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Out on this open road. |
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I've been careful what |
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I wish for, kept it all inside |
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It's almost like |
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I never had a choice |
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But I was lucky enough along the way to keep my hope alive |
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And put my faith into that little voice |
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I might lose my nerve, |
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I might take a wrong turn, but |
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I'll get there my own way.(chorus) |
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So don't tell me it's all been done |
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And that the best ain't yet to come. |
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My story's out there still untold, |
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Out on this open road. |
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Oh, yeah. |
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It's gonna be alright through this drownin' rain tonight 'cause |
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I know I'm not alone. |
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My wheels are turnin', |
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I'm not there but |
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I'm learnin'. |
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I'll get there my own way. |
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So don't tell me it's all been done |
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And that the best ain't yet to come. |
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My story's out there still untold, |
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And it's one that only |
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God know's |
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Somewhere down this open road. |
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Oh, out on this open road. |
