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There's big black clouds blowin in from the west |
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I've been drivin all day lord I sure could use some rest |
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There's a motel up ahead where I can unwind |
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Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs |
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I grew up on the rough from town to town |
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My daddy's line of work kept us movin' around |
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I got fond memories of the what things were back then |
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The warmth of the neon when a bad storm was movin' in |
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(Chorus) |
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We listen to the opry in a small cafe |
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When we stop to get a bite along the way |
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Whenever I hear the wheels begin to whine |
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It takes me back to another time |
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I got a real nice room with a radio and TV |
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This here motel livin' is the only life for me |
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And it looks like it'll be rainin' for quite some time |
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And mixed with the lightnin' a glow from a neon sign |
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[Interlude] |
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(repeat chorus) |
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There's a big black cloud blowin' in from the west |
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I've been drivin' all day lord I sure could use some rest |
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There's a motel up ahead where I can unwind |
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'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs |
