| Yeah, they say I’m a lonely creature
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| Even with kids and a wife
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| That I walk to the tune of a loner
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| Yeah, I’ve done it all my life
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| They accuse me of having an accent
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| Like it’s something bad to have
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| When I sing, people listen
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| And sometimes it makes me mad
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| Yeah, I’m heading out on the ocean
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| South of the Fujis
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| I’m going out to Canada
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| Tracking my roots
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| I’m tracking my roots
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| I fell in love once in the graveyard
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| All her kisses stole my soul
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| I’ve loved her since the beginning, yeah
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| And I will till I’m dead and cold
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| Sometimes I wanna get real drunk
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| Why I know I’m not suppose to
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| Yeah, I curse that damn addiction
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| That took all those years from me and you
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| Yeah, I’m heading out on the ocean
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| South of the Fujis
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| I’m going out to Canada
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| Tracking my roots
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| I’m tracking my roots |