| I got the key to the highway,
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| Billed out and bound to go.
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| I’m gonna leave here running;
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| Walking is most too slow.
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| I’m going back to the border
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| Woman, where I’m better known.
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| You know you haven’t done nothing,
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| Drove a good man away from home.
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| When the moon peeks over the mountains
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| I’ll be on my way.
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| I’m gonna roam this old highway
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| Until the break of day.
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| Oh give me one, one more kiss mama
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| Just before I go,
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| 'Cause when I leave this time you know I,
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| I won’t be back no more.
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| I got the key to the highway,
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| Billed out and bound to go.
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| I’m gonna leave here running;
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| Walking is most too slow.
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| I’m going back to the border
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| Woman, where I’m better known.
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| You know you haven’t done nothing,
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| Drove a good man away from home. |