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I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i'm gone; |
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I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i'm gone; |
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Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. |
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Laid down last night, lord, i could not take my rest; |
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Laid down last night, lord, i could not take my rest; |
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My mind was wandering like the wild geese in the west. |
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The sun will shine in my back door someday. |
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The sun will shine in my back door someday. |
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March winds will blow all my troubles away. |
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I wish i was a headlight, on a north bound train; |
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I wish i was a headlight, on a north bound train; |
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I'd shine my light through cool colorado rain. |
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I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i'm gone; |
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I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i'm gone; |
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Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. |
