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Yes my feet get so tired |
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From this old dusty road |
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My body and soul is almost overload |
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Yes I need some fresh air |
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Let me rest for a while |
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Take the load off my feet |
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Before I do another mile |
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Counting days the sun come bun me |
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And then the rain come drench me |
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Just to get what |
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I want And all |
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I want is |
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A chance to live a simple life |
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And end each day with a smile |
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I like to get away |
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From this old dusty road |
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My structure don't lie |
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I means every word, oh |
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Every now and then |
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I get so close to tear |
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But giving up now |
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Will be wasting all these years, oh yeah |
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Guess I'm heading back to the trails |
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Listen some more |
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I wanna move bet the forces won't let me |
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Everywhere |
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I got the system gets me |
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It's up to me to get what |
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I want Cause it's been rough all these years |
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But I fight it though all my fears |
