| I remember it now we were kids back then living down on the farm
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| We were told that the city could only bring us harm
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| Well how far away is the city you know that’s a great big town
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| And Barbara said why it’s a million miles and then the story got around
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| It’s a million miles to the city from the hills and valleys we know
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| It’s a million miles to the city and some day we all wanna go
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| There was a town nearby but a town is a town and a city that’s somethin' else
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| Our daddy had been to a city but he never was much help
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| The buildings’re taller than oak trees ah but we knew better than that
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| Cause ain’t nobody could climb that high the city was wide and flat
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| It’s a million miles…
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| The years have passed and we have grown and traveled far and wide
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| The cities have changed the kids we were we see it in each other’s eyes
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| Lord I’d love to go back to those hills again to the boy I used to be
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| Where the leaves in the wind and the whippoorwills
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| Were all just a part of the land like me
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| It’s a million miles… |