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Forever Forever the road goes on Forever |
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If your wheels are burning up the miles, |
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And your wearing down shoe leather, |
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And your face is frozen in a smile, |
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And the road goes on forever. |
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Forever, forever, |
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The road goes on Forever. |
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Over the next hill, |
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Maybe there's good weather. |
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If your flying over table top, |
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Eyes wide with wine and wonder, |
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Or lazy counting kangaroos, |
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In the dingle days down under. |
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Down Under, Down Under, |
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In Dingle days down under. |
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Over the next hill, |
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Theres no more rain or thunder. |
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Though you chose the open road when you were willing |
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To sing and dance and take the tamborine and the shilling |
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All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning |
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But once the stone begins to roll its not the turning. |
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Like a rolling stone |
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With no direction home |
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Though you chose the open road when you were willing |
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To sing and dance and take the tamborine and the shilling |
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All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning |
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But once the stone begins to roll its not the turning. |
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Like a rolling stone |
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With no direction home |
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If your pacing in some dresing room |
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Where there's no fresh paint or windows, |
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O your strutting on some dusty stage |
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Wondering where the time goes. |
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The time goes, The time goes |
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Wodering where the time goes. |
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Over the next hill, |
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They say there will be rainbows |
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Oh Rainbows Rainbows |
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Somewhere over rainbows |
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Over the next hill |
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Who knows where the time goes |
