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Mile marker 203 |
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The gas gage leaning on the edge of |
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EAnd I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin' down |
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Something's smokin' underneath the hood |
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There's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good |
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And it's another 50 miles to the nearest town |
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Everything |
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I own's in the back in a |
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Hefty bagI'm out of cigarettes and |
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I'm down to my last drag |
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I'd sure hate to break down here |
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Nothin' up ahead or in the rear view mirror |
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Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' |
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I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' |
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So God help me keep me movin' somehow |
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Don't let me start wishin' |
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I was with her now |
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I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear |
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And I'd sure hate to break down here |
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A hundred fifty thousand miles ago |
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Before the bad blood and busted radio |
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You said I was all you'd ever need |
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But love is blind and little did |
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I knowThat you were just another dead-end road |
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Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams |
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Baby, leaving you was easier than being gone |
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Don't know what |
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I'll do if one more thing goes wrong |
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I'd sure hate to break down here |
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Nothin' up ahead or in the rear view mirror |
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Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' |
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I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' |
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So God help me keep me movin' somehow |
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Don't let me start wishin' |
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I was with her now |
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I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear |
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And I'd sure hate to break down here |
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I'd sure hate to break down here |
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Nothin' up ahead or in the rear view mirror |
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Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' |
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I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' |
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So God help me keep me movin' somehow |
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Don't let me start wishin' |
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I was with her now |
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I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear |
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And I'd sure hate to break down here |
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It's too late to turn around |
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I'd sure hate to break down here |
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Mile marker 215 |
