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He was sixteen, tender and tough |
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She was too, and he'd do anything to prove his love |
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With so much riding on the choice at hand |
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The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man |
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Hearts caught fire and love ran wild |
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She cried the day she called to say she was having his child |
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With so much riding on the choice at hand |
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The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man |
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There's a constant contradiction, what feels good and what feels right |
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But you live with decisions that you make in your life |
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And what steers your direction is hard to understand |
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The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man |
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Now he drives a diesel out of Dallas, hauling cars out to the coast |
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It ain't the dream that he remembered, just a few short years ago |
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But tonight at a truck stop, while drinking a cup |
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The waitress grins and winks at him and says, "My shift's almost up" |
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With so much riding on the choice at hand |
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The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man |
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With so much riding on the choice at hand |
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The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man |
