| I’ve damn near walked this world around
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| Another city, another town
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| Another friend to say goodbye
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| Another time to sit and cry
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| And it’s many a mile I have been on this road
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| It’s many a mile I have gone
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| I’ve seen your towns they’re all the same
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| The only difference is in the name
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| And the only life I’ve ever knowed
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| Has been my suitcase and the open road
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| And it’s many a mile I have been on this road
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| It’s many a mile I have gone
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| There was a girl, she knew me best
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| You know she gave my poor heart rest
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| She was my world my joy my dear
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| And now she’s gone to God knows where
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| And it’s many a mile I have been on this road
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| It’s many a mile I have gone
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| So I’ll fill my glass up to the brim
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| And through my glass the world looks dim
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| But I know outside there’s a light somewhere
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| Maybe my rambling will take me there
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| And it’s many a mile I have been on this road
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| It’s many a mile I have gone
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| It’s many a mile I have been on this road
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| And it’s many a mile will go |