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Can you stay here next to me? |
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We'll just keep drivin' |
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Because of you I see a light |
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The Buick's a century, 73 like you |
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Some strange religion |
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I get my hands on some money, Momma |
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An' a shot in the night |
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Stared down the past an' just scarred my eyes |
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Now, I know there's no easy ride |
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She's been the kind who would take it in stride |
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Some jack of diamonds kicked her heart around |
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Did they know they were walkin' on holy ground? |
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Almost called it a day, so many times |
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Didn't know what it felt like to be alive |
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Till you been a friend to me, like nobody else could be |
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Keep my hands on the wheel now, Momma |
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I gonna honestly try |
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She looked past the scars an' the burned out eyes |
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An' could see I'm no easy ride |
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She's just the kind who might get you to buy |
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Some strange religion |
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This jack of diamonds kicked her heart around |
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Should 'ave known they were walkin' on holy ground |
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This life might eventually |
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Just be the end of me |
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Will I still be with you? |
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Get in next to me, just keep driving |
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'Cause of you I been alive |
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And this Buick's a century, 73 like you |
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Some strange religion |
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And this Buick's a century, 73 like you |
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Some strange religion |