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Walkin' down the shoulder of |
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Interstate 40 just a cussin' every rock that |
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I kick Since |
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I lost everything in the last depression |
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I just give up and |
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I quit But |
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I'm happy though |
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I ain't had nothing since morning but a cold drink and a pie |
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And it rained up the road bout an hour ago but |
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I've walked these brogans dry |
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But that's just my life out on |
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Interstate 40 but |
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I'm a happy son of a gun |
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The governments givin' me |
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Interstate 40 and the good |
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Lord's give me a thumb |
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Now you gotta be carefull out on |
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Interstate 40 cause the highway men ain't dumb |
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There's a law against hikin' out on |
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Interstate 40 so you gotta know who to thumb |
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But if you're like me you wouldn't mind at all cause what the law calls punishment |
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Is ninety wonderful days of patchin' up old |
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Interstate 40 cement |
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Yeah that's just my life... |
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Now the world's my castle and the grass my carpet and my heart is all my own |
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The rains my bath and |
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Interstate 40 is my home sweet home sweet home |
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Now when I die just plant me close to where the big trucks whine and moan |
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Just anywhere along ole |
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Interstate 40 will rest my weary bones |
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Ha ha ha that's just my life... |
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And the good |
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Lord's give me a thumb |
