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So long I'm outa here runnin' on fumes but I know just where |
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I can breathe some life back in these weary bones |
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Too long this old town's been wearin' me thin and draggin' me down |
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so I'm headed for those healing hands of home |
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I'm gonna run to where I can find salvation for this heart of mine |
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And shake these shackles of and set me free |
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I'm gonna lay in that open sky stir up my soul and fan the fire |
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And get back to the way things oughtta be |
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Lord for the sake of my survival I need a little revival |
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Can't wait until I hear the noise of nothing in my ear |
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And mama saying grace at suppertime |
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How sweet it will be when I finally get to dip my feet in the water |
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Soakin' up the sun by the riverside, yeah |
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I'm gonna run to where I can find salvation for this heart of mine |
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And shake these shackles of and set me free |
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I'm gonna lay in that open sky stir up my soul and fan the fire |
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And get back to the way things oughtta be |
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Lord for the sake of my survival I need a little revival |
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I ain't got that far to go till I'm shoutin' Hallelujah down the red dirtroad |
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Wish upon we was where the cattails grow and I'm born again a brand new man |
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I'm gonna run to where I can find salvation for this heart of mine |
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And shake these shackles of and set me free |
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I'm gonna laugh in that open sky stir up my soul and fan the fire |
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And get back to the way things got to be now |
