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Where are you goin' there? |
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With your suitcase by the back porch stairs |
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With my heart in your hand |
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In this cold December wind again |
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Cafes and bars are closed |
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Christmas lights are veiled in snow |
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Where are you goin'? |
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My brave companion of the road |
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It seems to me that you are lonelier |
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Than I've ever seen you be |
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And it's plain to see |
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That you've gone crazier |
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Than you ever thought you'd be |
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When the lights go down |
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And the dance floor is empty |
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And the crowd is goin' home |
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I will be waitin' for my |
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Brave companion of the road |
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Some days come up roses |
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Some days just come and go |
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Some nights are so ruthless |
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That you can't recall the day before |
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This love has seen better days |
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Than home for these holidays |
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'Cuz this love has miles for sense of place |
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For my brave companion of the road |
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It seems to me that you are lonelier |
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Than I've ever seen you be |
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And it's plain to see |
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That you've gone crazier |
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Than you ever thought you'd be |
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When the lights go down |
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And the dance floor is empty |
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And the crowd is goin' home |
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I will be waitin' for my |
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Brave companion of the road |
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Tell me, where are you goin'? |
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My brave companion of the road |
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I will always be waitin' |
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For my brave companion of the road |
