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Well I used to be a dreamer, but that was such a long time ago |
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Yeah I used to be a walking man 'round them dusty back roads |
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Hangin' 'round the track waitin' by the main line |
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Listen to the rumble rockin' rhythm and time |
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I was swingin' with that jump up beat |
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Down on Track 49 |
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Well I used to be a loaner and I thought I had nowhere to go |
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Yeah I used to be a boozer, a blew rock into a whole lotta dough |
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Then a heard them horns a blastin' and the next thing I knew |
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I was a jumpin' and a jive'n just a shakin' my shoes |
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Yeah I boogie away all my blues |
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Down on Track 49 |
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Yeah, lets ride! |
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Yes, tell me . . . |
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Well I used to be a loser and I almost lost my handle on life |
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Yeah, I spent my nights in darkness, searching for an end to my strife |
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Yeah, then I heard them horns a-blastin' and it's makin' me high |
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Like the fireworks a-flyin' on the fourth of July |
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Ain't worried about nothin' now |
