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(Jorma Kaukonen) |
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I got the riding pneumonia today |
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Well, the weather's too fine to stay |
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Now I want to go down to Mexico |
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Got a feeling we'll be heading that way |
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By this time tomorrow, who knows where I'll be? |
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Highway lines keep marking time, riding by the sea |
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Ain't no concept I can't stop, moving on my way |
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The future's bright, with eyes of light, leaving Monterey |
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Moving in the mountains, sailing through the pines |
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That lakeside light on summer nights makes you feel like flying |
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Just passing through the morning dew, nature is a roar |
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There's motion on the highway, you can see my spirit soar |
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Look out of the window, tell me what you see |
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I hear a storm come calling, reaching after me |
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Starting to slide on the mercury mile, moving on the side |
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Well, that spray just paves our way, let your body ride |
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