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Come on baby, let's get out of this town |
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I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down |
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There's a chill in my bones, I don't wanna be left alone |
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So baby you can sleep while I drive |
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I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar |
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In my pocket, I'll carry my harp |
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I got some money I saved enough to get underway |
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And baby you can sleep while I drive |
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We'll go thorough Tucson up to Santa Fe |
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And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay |
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I'll buy you glasses in Texas a hat from New Orleans |
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And in the mornin' you can tell me your dreams |
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You know I've seen it before this mist that covers your eyes |
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You've been looking for something that's not in your life |
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My intentions are true, won't you take me with you? |
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And baby you can sleep while I drive |
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Oh, is it other arms you want to? |
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Hold you the stranger |
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The lover you're free |
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Can't you get that with me? |
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Come on baby let's get out of this town |
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I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down |
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If you won't take me with you, I'll go before night is through |
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And baby you can sleep while I drive |
