| Well I’ve been down to the valley
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| Yes, I’ve looked up to the sky
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| And I’ve been lost in the heartland
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| I’ve been down the wind high
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| Across the Ohio River, chased the trains to Santa Fe
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| Seen the fields of Virginia across the great northern plains
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| But I wish there was a southbound highway headed straight for LA
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| Oh the miles keep tearing me away
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| And my love for you will never ever change
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| I heard another American heartbreak
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| Well I’ve met all kinds of people
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| From the northeast to the west
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| Man I’ve looked for some kind of meaning
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| That I’ve tried hard to forget
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| Across the Ohio River, took the train to Santa Fe
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| Seen the fields of Virginia across Chesapeake Bay
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| Man I wish there was a southbound highway headed straight for LA
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| Oh the miles keep tearing me away
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| And my love for you will never ever change
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| I heard another American heartbreak
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| Across the Ohio River, seen the trains in Santa Fe
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| Seen the fields of Virginia across the great northern plains
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| But I wish there was a southbound highway headed straight for LA
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| Oh the miles keep tearing me away
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| And my love for you will never ever change
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| I heard another American heartbreak |