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Mama knows the highway by the songs |
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When she hears a good one, she always sings along |
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She don't ever worry 'bout what's gone |
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She says, "good country music will never steer you wrong |
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She talks to the truckers with the lights |
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Maybe just a little bit more on Saturday nights |
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She knows a good road to paradise |
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And that's just enough to keep the highway bright |
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Yeah,Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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She can see the rain before it starts |
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Looking clear through a windshield full of stars |
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Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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She can tell Wyoming by the wind |
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She can tell another trucker by the rig that he's in |
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She knows how to watch the river bends |
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She knows where the real South begins |
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Well, Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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She can see the rain before it starts |
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Looking clear through a windshield full of stars |
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Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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She can gauge a cafe just by looking at the sign |
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Little old places always share the grand design |
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Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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She can see the rain before it starts |
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Looking clear through a windshield full of stars |
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Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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Mama knows the highway now by heart |
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Mama knows the highway, yeah, yeah yeah |
