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Well I've got a feelin' you're feelin' it now |
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I'm headed out for the highway, I ain't turnin' around |
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Across the county line to clear my head |
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And in the mornin' when you wake up alone |
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You may wonder if I'll ever get back home |
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Back home, well I'll get back home |
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All in good time but in the meantime |
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It's a long ride to the other side of Abilene |
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When I crawl out of this cold motel bed |
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I know I've got to turn back to see what lies ahead |
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And it's a long road, a load I choose to bear |
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And I'm not afraid to fight, I just wish that I had known |
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So I'll measure the miles as I make my way home |
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Back home, well I'll get back home |
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All in good time but in the meantime |
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It's a long ride to the other side of Abilene |
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All in good time but in the meantime |
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It's a long ride to the other side of Abilene |
