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I sat in the shade of your old apple orchard |
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I watch your big trucks rolling by now |
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I share the grape soda with a man from |
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DakotaI've seen a |
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June bug in |
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July nowI'm a drifter, |
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I'm a loner |
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I've seen every city and town now |
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I pass by here and |
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I'll die here |
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Some stranger will lower me down |
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I play basketball through the hoop of a barrel |
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I struggle to learn how to swim now |
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I used to think maybe |
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I once was a baby |
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I only pretend |
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I was him now |
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I only pretend |
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I was him now |
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I'm a drifter, |
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I'm a loner |
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I've seen every city and town now |
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I pass by here and |
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I'll die here |
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Some stranger will lower me down, yeah |
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I envy the ship sailing out of your harbours |
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I swap dirty jokes with your butchers and barbers |
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I think silent thoughts while the jukebox is playing |
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And all of the time my own heart is saying |
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You're a drifter, you're a loner |
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You've seen every city and town now |
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You pass by here and you'll die here |
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Some stranger will lower you down, yeah |
