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As I listen to the wheels, hear them going round and round |
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It reminds me of the train that still makes a lonely sound |
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It reminds me of the girl that came from Knoxville town |
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And how on that April day when she took this old boy down |
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Oh, Tennessee, you got me running |
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But I'm not coming back this time |
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Way out west is where I'm going |
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To forget the one I left behind |
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Well, I might have seen Moses standing on the Penn State line |
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Just another wanderer with an angel on his mind |
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I know love it has its reasons, the way it comes and it goes |
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There's no mystery in seasons or of this hard cold road |
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Oh, Tennessee, you got me running |
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And I'm not coming back this time |
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Way out west is where I'm going |
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To forget the one I left behind |
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Oh, Tennessee, you got me running |
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And I'm not coming back this time |
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Way out west is where I'm going |
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To forget the one I left behind |
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Tennessee, you got me running |
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And I'm not coming back this time |
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Way out west is where I'm going |
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To forget the one I left behind |
