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(Gerry House/Don Schlitz) |
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She follows the path of least resistance |
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She doesn't care to see the mountain top |
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She twists and turns with no regard to distance |
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She never comes to a stop |
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And she rolls, she's a river |
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Where she goes, time will tell |
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Heaven knows, he can't go with her |
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And she rolls, all by herself |
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All by herself |
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He's headed for a single destination |
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He doesn't care what's standing in his path |
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He's a line between two points of separation |
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He ends just where it says to on the map |
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And he rolls, he's a highway |
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Where he goes, time will tell |
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Heaven knows, she can't go with him |
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And he rolls, all by himself |
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All by himself |
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And every now and then, he offers her a shoulder |
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And every now and then, she overflows |
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And every now and then, a bridge crosses over |
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It's a moment every lover knows |
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And she rolls (and he rolls) |
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She's a river (he's a highway) |
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Where she goes (where he goes) |
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Time will tell (Time will tell) |
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Heaven knows she can't go with him (he can't go with her) |
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And she rolls all by herself |
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And he rolls all by himself |
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Fare thee well |
