| Rusty barbed wire lines these fields
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| Cloud of dust behind the wheels
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| Drifting like my mind into the rearview
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| Jet trails cutting cross the sky
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| I’m rolling through the open wide
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| Searching for a song to drink beer to And trying to find a place to disappear to I light up the night and let it burn
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| Lean back and watch the sundown fade
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| Do what I do and life’s a little sideways
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| I take a sip and say a prayer
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| Wait for the shoe and start and stare
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| Off at the headlights on the highway
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| That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there’s a crack in the reflection
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| This is just a moonlight soaked, rain and smoke
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| Right hand on a cold one confession
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| Embers in the ashtray glow like memories that won’t let go
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| I’m out here trying to get untangled
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| In the darkness on the edge of town
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| A little lost, a little found
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| Waiting on a call from an angel
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| I light up the night and let it burn
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| Lean back and watch the sundown fade
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| Do what I do and life’s a little sideways
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| I take a sip and say a prayer
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| Wait for the shoe and start and stare
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| Off at the headlights on the highway
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| That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there’s a crack in the reflection
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| This is just a moonlight soaked, rain and smoke
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| Right hand on a cold one confession
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| I light up the night and let it burn
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| Lean back and watch the sundown fade
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| Do what I do and life’s a little sideways
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| I take a sip and say a prayer
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| Wait for the shoe and start and stare
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| Off at the headlights on the highway
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| That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there’s a crack in the reflection
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| Always moving in the right direction
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| This is just a moonlight soaked, rain and smoke
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| Right hand on a cold one confession |