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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a summer, |
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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a time. |
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I guess I never took the time |
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To tell you how much I love you, |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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I caught a sunrise service on a Sunday in North Dakota, |
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Imagine you and me singing in a gospel choir. |
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Spent a rainy night on a river in Oklahoma, |
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Saw the northern lights on a Minnesota night |
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And our souls went a little bit higher. |
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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a summer, |
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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a time. |
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I guess I never took the time |
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To tell you how much I love you, |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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The old De Soto died on a hill |
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It couldn't climb in Montana |
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The kid who bought the wreck said |
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What the heck, I'll give you thirty five |
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So we were on our own, |
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Our thumbs to take us home to California. |
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By the time we made Denver with our |
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Truck driving friend we had wheels on fire |
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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a summer, |
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Didn't we have ourselves some kind of a time. |
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I guess I never took the time |
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To tell you how much I love you, |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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Now you and the road keep flashing through my mind. |
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You and the road, you and the road |
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On my mind. |