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It's been sixteen weeks since I've been back home
I make a lot of money I don't know where it goes All I know is the guitar and the bottle My daddy was a loaded gun He said, "It ain't no fun living on the run, son" But everywhere I go trouble seems to follow So I ride And I pick my songs at night at the next big show My friends they come and they go And love moves a little too slow When you're riding with an electric rodeo I can't complain, you know I do alright Singing my songs in a different town every night Looking for a woman to keep me warm tonight From California to the dirt of New York From Dallas, Texas to the streets of Baltimore Wishing I was home with a little girl of my own And I ride I pick my songs at night at the next big show My friends they come and they go And love moves a little too slow When you're riding with an electric rodeo Oh, this time will be the last time Oh, this time will be the last time So I ride Yeah, I pick my songs at night at the next big show My friends they come and they go And love moves a little too slow When you're riding with an electric rodeo And you ain't got no place, you can't rest your bones |
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Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain
It takes me to a station on the long black train I wanna hear the wind blow and feel the earth move below me Despite of all the good times, I gotta rest my soul So I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home Every time I think I see your face in a crowd It's like a bell inside of me and it's ringin' out loud I've been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true I'm thinking bout coming down, to lay a little on you And I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know, I have a home Take me home Yes I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone to Carolina, where I know, I have a home Yea, come on |
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