| Just standing out here on this cold and windy highway
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| Holding out my thumb and this hand-painted sign
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| Gotta move on down the line ‘til I find some peace of mind
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| Gotta leave (gotta leave) this old city behind
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| Oh, are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going
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| Are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way, (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going
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| Gotta catch me a ride, gotta leave
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| This old city behind
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| I feel so lost in spite of all the same losing signs
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| Streets filled with people but not a friend can I find
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| Leaving this old town to confusion
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| Maybe love will be the solution
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| Gotta leave (gotta leave) this old city behind
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| Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| Gotta catch me a ride, gotta leave (gotta leave)
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| This old city behind
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| Are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going
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| Are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going
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| Are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going
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| Are you going my way, (are you going) my way is your way (my way)
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| And that’s anywhere you’re going |