| Had people ask too many times in the past, «Man, why do you do the work that
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| you do?
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| «Don't you ever worry the means won’t lead to an end and you’ll be stuck, broke,
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| lonesome and blue?»
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| Now, I ain’t the kind to go and mess with folks' minds, I don’t intend to be
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| offended too easily
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| Instead I grit and I grin, I tell 'em «Here's the truth, friend,
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| I only do the sort of work that pleases me»
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| Let me lay it on you like this: there ain’t a road too long
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| All I got is my good name
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| And my family waitin' back home
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| So I keep drivin', stay in my lane
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| There ain’t a load too heavy to haul to keep me gone
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| There ain’t a road too long
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| Now don’t get me wrong, sometimes it’s tough goin' on, takes all I got to not
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| just give it a rest
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| But it ain’t as hard as it seems, keepin' a grip on a dream, I mean I know I’m
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| overflowingly blessed
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| With the support of my wife, I thank God for my life and all my lucky stars
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| above
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| I try to focus on the moment and mostly get emotions like happy, gratitude,
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| and love
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| So listen to me: there ain’t a road too long
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| All I got is my good name
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| And my family waitin' back home
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| So I keep drivin', stay in my lane
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| There ain’t a load too heavy to haul to keep me gone
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| There ain’t a road too long
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| All I got is my good name
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| And my family waitin' back home
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| I keep drivin', stay in my lane
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| There ain’t a load too heavy to haul to keep me goin' insane
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| All I got is my good name
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| And the family waitin' back home
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| I keep driving, stay in my lane
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| There ain’t a load too heavy to haul to keep me gone
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| There ain’t a road too long |