| Well I rode a streak of lightnin'
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| on the night you said goodby.
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| Well I rode a streak of lightnin'
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| on the night you said goodbye.
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| Well if I never make it baby,
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| you can’t say I didn’t try
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| Well I’m gonna hit that highway,
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| they call highway 95.
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| Well I’m gonna hit that highway,
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| they call highway 95.
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| Well I’ll cruise right to you baby.
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| I’ll make your heart come alive.
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| Well I grew up with rock and roll,
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| but these blues wouldn’t leave me alone
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| Well I grew up with rock and roll,
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| but these blues wouldn’t leave me alone
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| I didn’t know what they meant
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| 'till I rambled far from home.
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| Well alright
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| yeah
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| Well I’ve got to leave you baby,
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| time for us to part.
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| Well I’ve got to leave you baby,
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| time for us to part.
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| Well I’ll sing it one more time baby,
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| coming straight from my heart.
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| yeah |