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Like the pine trees lining the winding road |
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I've got a name |
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I've got a name |
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Like the singing bird and the croaking toad |
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I've got a name |
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I've got a name |
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And I carry it with me like my daddy did |
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But I'm living the dream that he kept hid |
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Moving me down the highway |
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Rolling me down the highway |
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by |
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Like the North wind whistling down the sky |
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I've got a song |
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I've got a song |
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Like the whip-poor-will and the babies crying |
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I've got a song |
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I've got a song |
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And I carry it with me and I sing it proud |
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If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud |
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Moving me down the highway |
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Rolling me down the highway |
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by |
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And I'm gonna go there free |
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Like the fool I am and I'll always be |
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I've got a dream |
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I've got a dream |
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They can change their minds but they can't change me |
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I've got a dream |
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I've got a dream |
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I know I could share it if you want me to |
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If your going my way I'll go with you |
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Moving me down the highway |
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Rolling me down the highway |
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by |
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Moving me down the highway |
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Rolling me down the highway |
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by |