| On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
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| I pick up my money and head back into town
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| Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line
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| I got the radio on and I’m just killing time
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| Working all day in my daddy’s garage
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| Driving all night chasing some mirage
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| Pretty soon little girl I’m gonna take charge
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| The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
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| If I could take one moment into my hands
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| Mister I ain’t a boy, no I’m a man
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| And I believe in a promised land
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| I’ve done my best to live the right way
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| I get up every morning and go to work each day
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| But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
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| Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
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| Explode and tear this whole town apart
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| Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
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| Find somebody itching for something to start
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| The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
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| If I could take one moment into my hands
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| Mister I ain’t a boy, no I’m a man
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| And I believe in a promised land
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| Well there’s a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
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| I packed my bags and I’m heading straight into the storm
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| Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
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| That ain’t got the faith to stand its ground
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| Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
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| Blow away the dreams that break your heart
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| Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted
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| The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
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| If I could take one moment into my hands
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| Mister I ain’t a boy, no I’m a man
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| And I believe in a promised land |