| I was standin' on the wayside
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| Tryin' to flag myself a ride
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| I was standin' on the wayside, wayside, people
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| And just tryin' to flag myself a ride
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| I didn’t have no money
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| I was tryin' to get back home
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| It was stormin' and rainin', stormin' and rainin'
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| And the wind began to blow, oh yeah
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| It was stormin' and rainin'
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| And the rain comin' down, oh yeah, yeah
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| I didn’t have no money
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| I was tryin' to get back home
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| That old highway looked so lonesome, so lonesome
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| In the evenin' when the sun goes down
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| You know that old highway looked so lonesome, so lonesome
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| In the evenin' when the sun goes down
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| You’ll be thinkn' 'bout your little wife back home
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| You wanna make it back home so bad
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| It was thunderin' and lightenin', thunderin' and lightenin'
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| You know the wind began to blow
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| It was thunderin' and lightenin'
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| You know the wind began to blow
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| I didn’t have no place, no place to lay my head
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| No place to lay my head, oh yeah, oh yeah |