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Keep an eye on my blind spots |
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There's too many |
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Keep lookin' for some light |
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But there isn't any |
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Was top dead center, baby |
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Now my motor's gone soft |
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I used to roll through here like a freight train |
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But my wheels come off |
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Got the ring my sister gave me |
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Said it was my mom's |
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The day she died of cancer |
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I stole her morphine and gone |
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Oh, I lived like a lion in |
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NashvilleFor a couple more years |
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I used to roll through here like a freight train |
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But I slipped my gears |
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Oh, I paid a price for everything |
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You can't play it down |
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They'll kick you off an empty boxcar |
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And leave you in this town |
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I only want the best for you |
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I passed it somewhere along the way |
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I used to roll through here like a freight train |
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Baby, what can |
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I say?I had sunshine in my kitchen |
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Butter on my toast |
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Coffee brewed up in a lovin' cup |
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In the presence of the |
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Holy Ghost |
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But I just kept comin' and goin' |
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Yeah, you couldn't stop cryin' |
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Used to roll through here like a freight train |
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Must've been outta my mind |
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Don't think you never got to me |
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Oh baby, you really did |
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Your love is all |
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I ever think of |
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Hurts to keep it hid |
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But I'm not foolin' anybody |
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Only myself for a while |
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I used to roll through here like a freight train |
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I used to make you smile |
