| Well the highways they take longer
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| And it don’t always pay to wander
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| And a fast train to catch is harder
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| And the big boats sometimes take in water
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| But an airplane is just too easy
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| And you’ll see me, when you see me
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| And I’ll get there when I do
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| Tell all my friend I’m coming soon
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| Tell all my friend I’m coming soon
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| Well the sun knows how to keep dry
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| And the cold wind blows just to get by
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| And the dust bowls where silver dogs lye
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| And caballeros sing under the night sky
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| Back in the saddle, ridin easy
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| And you’ll see me when you see me
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| And I’ll get there when I do
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| Tell all my friends I’m coming soon
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| Tell all my friends I’m coming soon
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| And if they find me under the station
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| You won’t need no explanation
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| You knew me well
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| You knew me well
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| Well the rich take what the poor makes
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| And it’s the grounds fault that the earth shakes
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| And older bones ache on the cold days
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| And tender hearts break for the souls ake
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| Keep your head down, rest it easy
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| And you’ll see me when you see me
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| And I’ll get there when I do
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| Tell all my friend I’m coming soon
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| Tell all my friend I’m coming soon
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| Tell all my friend |