| Well I left my happy home to see what I could find out
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| I left my folk and friends with the aim to clear my mind out
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| Well, I hit the rowdy road and many kinds I met there
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| Many stories told me of the way to get there
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| So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
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| There’s so much left to know, and I’m on the road to find out
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| Well in the end I’ll know, but on the way I wonder
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| Through descending snow, and through the frost and
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| Thunder
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| I listen to the wind come howl, telling me I have to hurry
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| I listen to the robin’s song saying not to worry
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| So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
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| There’s so much left to know, and I’m on the road to
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| Findout
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| Then I found myself alone
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| Hoping someone would miss me
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| Thinking about my home
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| And the last woman to kiss me, kiss me
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| But sometimes you have to moan
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| When nothing seems to suit yer
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| But nevertheless you know
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| You’re locked towards the future
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| So on and on you go
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| The seconds tick the time out
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| There’s so much left to know
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| And I’m on the road to findout
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| Then I found my head one day when I wasn’t even trying
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| And here I have to say, 'cause there is no use in lying, lying
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| Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
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| Kick out the devil’s sin, pick up, pick up a good book now
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| Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
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| Kick out the devil’s sin, pick up, pick up a good book now
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| Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
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| Kick out the devil’s sin, pick up, pick up a good book now |