| Sun comin' up over the Tennessee hills
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| Thinking ‘bout my baby, she knows how it feels
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| To rise up singing and go down slow
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| Try not to think of all that’s left to go
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| I’m out here workin' day in, day out
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| Got nothin' fancy, but not doing without
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| She’s got a job and a dog and a big empty bed
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| And I’m waiting for the day that I can rest my head
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| Beside you, beside you
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| Find peace when the day is done
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| Beside you, oh, beside you
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| Forget about the days on the run
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| These concrete lines that go on for miles
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| Leading me away from my failures and trials
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| I made a few mistakes and done a whole lot of good
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| Singing for the people like I know I should, but to be
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| Beside you, beside you
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| Find peace when the day is done
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| Beside you, oh, beside you
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| Forget about the days on the run
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| Sun going down in the westward sky
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| Holding hands with my baby by the riverside
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| It’s calm in the city with the one I love
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| These are the days I’m dreaming of
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| Beside you, beside you
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| Find peace when the day is done
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| Beside you, oh, beside you
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| Forget about the days on the run |