| I was born in New York City
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| Raised in the Sunshine State
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| And I met a boy from Georgia
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| And we set a wedding date
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| Now my heart beats for the drummer
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| Yeah, there’s no sign of slowing down
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| Together we sing for our supper
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| Every night, a different town, singing
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| Maybe I was made to wander
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| Maybe I was born to roam
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| But, baby, as long as you’re with me
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| I am home, I am home
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| Sometimes it feels like Starbucks
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| Is my permanent address
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| And my kids are frequent fliers
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| They’ve been north and south, east and west, 'cause
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| Maybe I was made to wander
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| Maybe I was born to roam
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| But, baby, as long as you’re with me
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| I am home, I am home
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| Rolling from city to city
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| Out on the open road
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| Baby, as long as you’re with me
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| I am home, I am home
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| We bought a house in Nashville
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| Said maybe we should put down roots
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| This life is a great big adventure
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| And I thank God we get to do what we do, 'cause
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| Maybe I was made to wander
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| Maybe I was born to roam
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| But, baby, as long as you’re with me
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| I am home, I am home
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| Rolling from city to city
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| Out on the open road
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| Baby, as long as you’re with me
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| I am home, I am home |