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Rise in the morning shakin wits from your head |
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Cussin that morning sun as your crawling out of your bed |
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Knees in your back say its time for you to slow down |
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Its only what youve lived for and its all that youve ever known |
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Rollin down that highway ignoring all of your pain |
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Lyin flat in the dirt your just trying to find your way |
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Some call you a fool others call you a bum |
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Numbing all of your pain in your reach for your number one |
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Some call you crazy but to people that just dont know |
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Your living like the gypsy and your living for your rodeo |
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Flying down that highway you got to make it to your next show |
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Got the Allman Brothers band jamming on your radio |
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Running low on your money hell your running low on your gas |
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Hells a lot better than watching your dreams just ride on past |
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Cant please the world man you cannot please them at all |
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Cuz only in the saddle still its high and your riding tall |
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