| I come from just the other side of nowhere to this big time lonesome town
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| They got a lotta ice and snow here half as cold as all the people I found
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| Every way I’ve tried to go here seems to bring me down
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| And I seen about enough to know where I belong
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| I’ve got a mind to see the headlight
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| Shinin' on that old white line between my heart and home
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| Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were Mondays sittin' in a park alone
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| So give my best to anyone who’s left who’s ever done me any lovin' way but wrong
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| And tell 'em that the pride of just the other side of nowhere’s going home
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| Taking nothing back to show there for these dues that I’ve paid
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| But the soul I almost sold here and the body I’ve been given away
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| Fadin' from the neon night time glow here headin' for the light of day
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| Just the other side of nowhere’s going home
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| I’ve got a mind to see the headlight… |