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These Highway 40 blues |
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I've walked holes in both my shoes |
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Counted the days since I've been gone |
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And I'd love to see the lights of home |
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Wasted time and money too |
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Squandered youth in search of truth |
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But in the end I had to lose |
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Lord above, I've paid my dues |
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Got the Highway 40 blues |
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The highway called when I was young |
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Told me lies of things to come |
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Fame and fortune lies ahead |
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It's what the billboard lights had said |
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Shattered dreams, my mind is numb |
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My money's gone, stick out my thumb |
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My eyes are filled with bitter tears |
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Lord, I ain't been home in years |
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Got the Highway 40 blues |
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You know, I've rambled all around |
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Like a rolling stone from town to town |
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Met pretty girls I have to say |
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But none of them could make me stay |
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I've played the music halls and bars |
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Had fancy clothes and big fine cars |
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Things a country boy can't use |
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Dixieland I sure miss you |
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Got the Highway 40 blues |
