| About fifteen, grey sweatpants
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| On the edge of the road, puttin' up a flag
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| On a beat-up mailbox
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| Barely hanging on
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| Half a mile on the other side
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| Of the low water bridge and the poverty line
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| Two old mutts and a single wide
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| That’s home
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| I know, all too well, that look in her eyes
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| Yeah, I’ve been right there
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| At the end of that drive
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| You gonna be alright
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| Tangled up in the small town weeds
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| Dreamin' of the day you leave
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| And all the places you wanna be
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| I know
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| A set of wheels, a set of keys
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| You can almost feel that summer breeze
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| Check the oil and the anti-freeze
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| And go
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| When that moment comes, buckle up and hold on tight
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| Yeah, I’ve been right there
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| At the end of that drive
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| You gonna be alright
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| Trust me when I say you’re doin' fine
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| You know, growin' up takes a little time
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| You gonna be alright
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| Hang in there girl
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| You gonna be alright
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| Alright |