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I hear a voice, l hear the sound |
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The sound of my shoes, shuffling on out of town |
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Too many people, too many cars |
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Take me to Memphis, Mercury, or Mars |
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'Cause l wanna go |
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Where the buffalo roam |
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Just a city boy |
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Looking for a home |
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I can't breathe, can't see |
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The city's no place for me |
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I can't seem to find my way |
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Just existing from day to day |
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But I want to be |
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Where my soul can run free |
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I'm just a city boy |
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Looking for a home |
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Now, l don't wanna be no prisoner |
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And l sure don't wanna be no slave |
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Want look out at night and see stars in the sky |
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The Little Dipper and the milky way |
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I can't sleep, it's too loud |
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Everywhere, where l go, you know there seems to be a crowd |
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Tired of all these concrete streets |
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I want to feel the dirt up under my feet |
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I wanna go |
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Where where the buffalo roam |
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I'm just a city boy |
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Looking for a home |
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I wanna go |
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Where where the buffalo roam |
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I'm just a city boy |
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Looking for a home |
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I'm just a city boy |
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Looking for a home |
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City boy |
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Looking for |