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People don't pick you up on the blue highway |
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The blue highway, you travel alone |
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People don't pick you up on the blue highway |
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Yes, the blue highway, you travel alone |
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I left my home |
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West of San |
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Francisco |
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I was tryin to lose |
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These hometown blues |
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And if I don't find |
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No sunshine |
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Out in California |
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Well I just don't wanna |
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Live this life no more |
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Well, people don't pick you up on the blue highway |
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Yeah, the blue highway, you travel alone |
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Well, people sure ain't gonna look you up |
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Along the blue highway |
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On the blue highway, you're always alone |
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Well, now there was a time |
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When I was so lonely |
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Another losin' night, another losin' fight |
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Around me |
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Well, I take no jibes |
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I meet no more snobs |
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On this highway |
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Yeah, all |
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I got left |
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Is the sweet ole blues and me |
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Yeah, people don't pick you up on the blue highway |
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Yeah, the blue highway you travel alone |
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Yeah, people sure ain't gonna look you up |
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Along the blue highway |
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Yeah the blue highway is gonna be my home |
