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Billy Jim |
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Baker I never live my life through other people's eyes |
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I guess I've always been the one they said was |
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Too tall, too late, too early |
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Yeah, he's the one |
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You ought to be in the circus |
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You're having too much fun |
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Just a one-man band, a one man gypsy circus |
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Finding out each piece of the puzzle has a purpose |
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Drifting and dreaming |
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Yeah, that must be my fate |
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Always grinning down the devil's throat |
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Blazing with aces and eights |
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And I was contrary to ordinary |
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Even as a child |
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Fast freights made me wonder |
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The full moon still drives me wild |
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And stories do come true |
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You just got to live your life in episodes |
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With one eye on a lady |
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And one eye still on that open road |
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And when I die don't put no tombstone on my grave |
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Just have my friends throw a great big party |
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Toss my ashes out across the waves |
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Don't bring no preacher man down |
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Just to tighten up my past |
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Just tell 'em how |
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I like to live |
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I like to make sing and dance and laugh |
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And I was contrary to ordinary |
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Even as a child |
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Fast freights made me wonder |
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Full moons still drive me wild |
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And stories do come true |
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If you live your life in episodes |
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With one eye on a lady |
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And one eye on that open road |
