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The road, |
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It's home, |
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At least for now, the rivers low |
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Wake me, please wake me, |
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It's cold and warm on the prairie freeway |
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All the time |
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I needed your approval to be me |
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All that time spent waiting for the jury duty... |
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More than ever |
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I needed Mora |
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More than |
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Mora means... |
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Be whatever you must be to get by |
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It's oil, |
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It's wheat, |
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It's soil, |
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It's meat |
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It's beef! |
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The road, it's home, the mountain high, river low... |
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Wake me, please wake me, |
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When it's my turn to drive |
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Only the lonely (and maybe John Denver) know the |
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Canadian freeway. |
