| I have slept on satin sheets
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| Dined with kings on wine so sweet
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| Made my bed out in the street
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| Living for a song
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| I spent a lifetime on the road
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| Like desperadoes chasing gold
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| Ive been bought and Ive been sold
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| Living for a song
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| Lifes so full of melodies
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| With words that rhyme and harmonies
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| Till I write mine Ill always be
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| Living for a song
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| Spoken:
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| I came to town a long time ago
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| And its really been good to me as you all know
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| But all of us rhyme runners and word hunters
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| Have some things that weve been through
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| So I wrote this song hoping I could tell some of em to you
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| I have slept on lifes highway
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| Muddy tears staining my face
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| A rhyme or two was a big payday
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| Living for a song
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| Using words from my life line
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| Forsaking all just for a rhyme
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| Building steps I know I can’t climb
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| Living for a song
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| Lifes so full of melodies
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| With words that rhyme and harmonies
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| Till I write mine Ill always be
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| Living for a song
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| Tag:
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| Till I write mine, Ill always be
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| Living for a song |