| I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i’m gone;
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| I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i’m gone;
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| Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms.
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| Laid down last night, lord, i could not take my rest;
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| Laid down last night, lord, i could not take my rest;
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| My mind was wandering like the wild geese in the west.
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| The sun will shine in my back door someday.
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| The sun will shine in my back door someday.
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| March winds will blow all my troubles away.
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| I wish i was a headlight, on a north bound train;
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| I wish i was a headlight, on a north bound train;
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| I’d shine my light through cool colorado rain.
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| I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i’m gone;
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| I know you, rider, gonna miss me when i’m gone;
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| Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. |