| Smoke from a downshift blows across the grain
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| And the blackbirds are flyin across the golden plain
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| Im goin back to where it was I came
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| Last night in the cafe I wanted to hold your hand
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| So I told you with my eyes that I understand
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| That life sure aint easy here in this no mans land
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| Somewhere I believe theres a place for me Down the road to destiny
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| Can you hear that eagle call?
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| The dogs go to barkin at the risin of the moon
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| And the highways a callin and Ill be listinen soon
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| Another weary rambler crazy as a loon
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| The motel up ahead has a vacancy sign
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| But Im travelin too hard to pay it any mind
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| Theres a rainbow in the clouds down ol highway 99
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| I gotta find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| Somewhere I believe theres a place for me Down the road to destiny
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| Can you hear that eagle call?
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| The wild west was made with the blood of the brave
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| Where there was little to take and even less to save
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| Where they buried their heros in unmarked graves
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| You work all your life to get where you are
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| Then you throw it all away to chase some crazy star
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| While the prophet on the radio slings his guitar
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| Somewhere I believe theres a place for me Down the road to destiny
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| Can you hear that eagle call?
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all
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| The wild west was made from the blood of the brave
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| Dry as the creek bed, cracked with age
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| Where they buried their heros in unmarked graves
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| I got to find ol Joe before he loses it all |