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I heard they cleaned the wreck outside o' Slidell |
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Just before the dawn |
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I heard five people got murdered |
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By a drunk woman talkin' on her cell phone |
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I got drunk last night in Slidell |
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Waitin' on the clean up crew |
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I've been on the road for fifteen days |
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Waitin' just to get home to you |
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Just before the dawn |
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You hear the rooster crow |
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Just before the dawn |
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I'm gonna rise up |
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Rise up slow |
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Nighttime driving is like a dream |
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Hallucinations rise up from the road |
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It's lonesome at 5 am |
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And the white line becomes your soul |
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Just as the sun begin to rise |
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The highway gets foggy as hell |
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And all the musicians are sleepin' |
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You ain't got nothin' but yourself |
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Just before the dawn |
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You hear the rooster crow |
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Just before the dawn |
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I'm gonna rise up |
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Rise up slow |
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I heard they cleaned up the wreck outside o' Slidell |
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Just before I passed through |
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I've been sittin' for five hours on this barstool |
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Waitin' and thinkin 'bout you |
