| I’m burning, I’m smoking
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| Got to keep these wheels a-turning
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| The hot road underneath me
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| This cataclysmic journey
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| White lines and traffic signs
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| Ain’t nothin' I ain’t missin'
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| I can’t stand in the drivin' daze
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| I’m consciously road trippin'
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| Gone like the wind
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| Oh, I’ll see your face again
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| Passing through your town before you know
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| I gotta do my time
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| With this old guitar of mine
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| White line fever leads me to the show
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| Well, the road of life I travel on, I move along so freely
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| Mesmerized and satisfied with the beauty that has found me
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| I travel on and sing my song to anyone who’ll listen
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| Forever mindful of the gift that I been given
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| Gone like the wind
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| Oh, I’ll see your face again
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| Passing through your town before you know
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| Well, I gotta do my time
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| With this old guitar of mine
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| White line fever leads me to the show
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| (Highway hypnosis)
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| (Highway hypnosis)
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| (Highway hypnosis)
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| Well, the car, she is against me and I’m runnin' for my money
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| I need to have a hobby, my guitar, and my sweet honey
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| News travels fast, my friend, but I keep traveling faster
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| Angels, they watch over me to keep me from disaster
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| Gone like the wind
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| Oh, I’ll see your face again
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| Passing through your town before you know
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| Well, I gotta do my time
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| With this old guitar of mine
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| White line fever leads me to the show
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| (Highway hypnosis)
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| (Highway hypnosis) |