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I drive a three county highway |
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And every one of them town's got a firework show |
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It's 4th of |
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July and I'm just now getting home |
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On the horizon, |
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I can see 'em all unfold |
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It's been a warm winter and a cold spring |
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Everywhere |
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I've been's felt wrong to me |
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Everything |
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I kept, what |
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I never should have thrown away |
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I wanted you for all those yesterdays |
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I was wishing for you one |
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Sunday morning |
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Walking down the road of some debtors' town |
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And every church a hymn came blending in |
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Every one of them wanting to be found |
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Did you say it took a long time to find |
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A lot less man, less harm done? |
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Did you say it took a long time to find |
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A handsome one to keep you young? |
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One day I'm gonna make it up to you |
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One day we're gonna laugh instead of cry |
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One day I'm coming home to stay, it's true |
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And baby, that's the last ticket |
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I'm ever gonna buy |
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It's been a warm winter and a cold spring |
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And everywhere |
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I've been's felt wrong to me |
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So put your head on my heart, lay down in the crook of my arm |
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Everything's okay, |
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I've been found again, |
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I've been found again |
