| That man in the mirror, staring back at me
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| Ain’t the man I used to see
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| I’ve been walking the line a long time, need a change
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| Breaking my back, working double shifts
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| The weight of the world’s getting hard to lift
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| I’m starting to think I need to break a link in this chain
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| Something’s got to give
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| This ain’t no way to live
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| Put me on a highway, the interstate
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| A dirt road to anyplace
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| Long as I’m long gone
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| Chasing down some blue sky in my old truck
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| Tune the world out, turn the radio up
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| Sing along to my freedom song
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| Hey, I got a good woman and she understands
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| Every now and then, her old man needs some downtime
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| To clear his mind and unplug
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| This time, tomorrow, you won’t see my face
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| There’ll be one less rat running in this race
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| I’ll be soothing my soul with a fishing pole
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| That’s what I love
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| Put me on a highway, the interstate
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| A dirt road to anyplace
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| Long as I’m long gone
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| Chasing down some blue sky in my old truck
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| Tune the world out, turn the radio up
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| Sing along to my freedom song, yeah
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| Put me on a highway, the interstate
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| A dirt road to anyplace
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| Long as I’m long gone
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| Chasing down some blue skies in my old truck
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| Tune the world out, turn the radio up
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| Sing along
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| Sing along, yeah
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| Sing along to my freedom song
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| Yeah, now
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| That’s right
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, yeah
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, yeah
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| Come on
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, yeah… |