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There's a rugged road on the prairie |
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Stretchin' all across the last frontier |
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There a stranger strives solitary |
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Blessed is the lonesome pioneer |
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Roll on, roll on, roll on |
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Night birds are flyin' |
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Come on, the light is gone |
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Hope's slowly dyin' |
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Tell me how you come ridin' through |
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Still surveyin' the miles yet to run |
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On the long and lonely road to kingdom come |
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She can blaze a trail, through the rumblin' |
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Dims her guiding light to just a spark |
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When the hour is low, she comes tumblin' |
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When the moon is high she gives her heart |
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Roll on, roll on, roll on |
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Night birds are flyin' |
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Come on, the light is gone |
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Hope's slowly dyin' |
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Tell me how you come ridin' through |
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Gainin' steady till this round is won |
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On the long and lonely road to kingdom come |
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People far below chasin' pleasures |
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Offer her directions on the run |
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Prophets on the path offer treasures |
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Though she's mighty hungry she takes none |
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Roll on, roll on, roll on |
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Night birds are flyin' |
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Come on, the light is gone |
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Hope's slowly dyin' |
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Tell me how you come ridin' through |
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Blindly faithful but followin' none |
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On the long and lonely road to kingdom come |
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When the sun goes down at the right time |
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She comes windin' through the purple haze |
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Just a feather's touch in the nighttime |
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But it'll color all my weary days |
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Shinin' finer than this earthly sun |
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On the ragged rugged road to kingdom come |
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On the ragged rugged road to kingdom come |
