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Do you really think you know |
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Exactly where I stand? |
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Or did I just let you down |
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When you found out I was just a poor man? |
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I might of took a few wrong turns |
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Down a few wrong roads |
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Wound up in a few wrong towns |
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Where nobody cares or goes |
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It ain't that I can't see |
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Or find my way home |
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It's just that I like to breath |
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Out on country roads |
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I've never been much on down town |
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Or cared for a place to stay |
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I know I'll never wear no crown |
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I'll never be a king of slaves |
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Wash my hands in the rain |
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I've spent my time with the whiskey |
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I'll never give up on change |
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Or give a damn if you will ever miss me |
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It ain't that I can't see |
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Or find my way home |
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It's just that I like to breath |
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Out on country roads |
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I know I'll never stick around |
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I'll never lose track of time |
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Or worry about a little old town |
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Or what I might of left behind |
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I'll just let the sun shine down |
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I'll just let them big wheels roll |
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Keep on running around |
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Them big old country roads |
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It ain't that I can't see |
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Or find my way home |
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It's just that I like to breath |
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Out on country roads |
