| Like the pine trees lining the winding road
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| I gotta name I gotta name
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| Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad
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| I gotta name I gotta name
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| And I carry it with me like my pappy did
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| But I’m livin' the dream that he kept hid
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| Movin' me down the highway
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| Rollin' me down the highway
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| Movin' ahead so life won’t pass me by
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| Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky
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| I gotta song I gotta song
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| Like a whippoorwill and a baby’s cry
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| I gotta song I gotta song
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| And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
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| If it gets me nowhere well I’ll go there proud
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| Movin' me down the highway…
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| And I’m gonna go there free
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| Like the fool I am and I’ll always be
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| I gotta dream I gotta dream
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| They can change their minds but they can’t change me
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| I gotta dream I gotta dream
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| I know I could share it if you want me to
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| So if you’re goin' my way well I’ll go with you
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| Movin' me down the highway… |