| And I don’t own nothin' new
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| I might look like a mess to you
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| But I’m solid
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| This ol' thing I drive around
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| Got some rust, makes some funny sounds
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| But it’s paid for and solid
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| You may think I’m way too chill
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| But I get it done, got my daddy’s will
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| And I’ll always, I’ll always keep a promise
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| In a great big world, spinnin' around
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| People walkin' around on shaky ground
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| My foundation’s solid
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| Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea
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| Tryin' to rock me off my feet
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| It’s you that keeps me solid
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| Everybody wants me to think like they do
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| Put my faith in somethin' new
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| But this old school is tried and true, it’s solid
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| Got these 501's back in '93
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| Yeah, the blue’s all gone, you can see my knees
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| But to me, man, they’re still solid
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| This old scarred-up piece of wood
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| Sounds a lot better than it looks
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| I can’t count the nights that it’s caught me when I was fallin'
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| In a great big world, spinnin' around
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| People walkin' around on shaky ground
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| My foundation’s solid
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| Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea
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| Tryin' to knock me off my feet
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| It’s you that keeps me solid
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| It’s been a lotta years since I’ve taken this road home
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| It’s still not paved, Mama and Daddy’s gone
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| But the gravel in my soul is solid |