| There’s a crash on the highway today
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| Nobody’s goin' anywhere they say
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| It could be you up there, so you better say your prayers
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| And take it easy on your narrow way
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| And we can’t make it to our gig on time
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| So we pull over and we drink some wine
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| They got a five car pile up in Rosenheim
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| Oh, driver take me down the line
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| Germany’s been cold and mean
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| I wanna get home to New Orleans
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| Me and my baby all we do is fight
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| Take me back home to BJ’s on a Monday night
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| They got these two-dollar coins here, man
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| Some people say this is the promised land
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| But me, I’m happy in some southern bar
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| Just in the corner playin' my guitar
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| Oh there’s a crash on the highway today
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| Nobody’s goin' anywhere they say
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| Man, it could be you up there, so you better say your prayers
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| And take it easy on your narrow way
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| All dressed up with nowhere to go
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| I’m feelin' like the last stand at the Alamo
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| Man, I ain’t got nothin' but time
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| And I got Louisiana on my mind
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| Oh there’s a crash on the highway today
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| Nobody’s goin' anywhere they say
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| It could be you up there, so you better say your prayers
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| And take it easy on your narrow way
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| And take it easy on your narrow way |