| Black road, Georgia trees
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| Midnight moon just stay with me
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| Like a lighthouse in the sky
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| Let these eighteen wheels fly
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| I woke up this morning in a Motel Five
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| Brokenhearted, I’m gonna drive through the night
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| Down the open road
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| I asked her where she stood
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| She said, Johnny this ain’t no good
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| You made the highway your home
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| And I’m just tired of livin' alone
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| So you go your way and I’ll go mine
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| And maybe one day you’ll find what you’re looking for
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| Down the open road
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| Down the open road
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| I’ve been down this road many a time
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| And Lord I’ve tried to find
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| Some peace of heart, some peace of mind
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| But this road just winds and winds
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| There’s a crazy lady with high-heeled shoes
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| She could take away my homesick blues
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| And lately I feel a little crazy too
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| Yes I do Ma’am, oh yes I do
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| Got a double sleeper, I’m hell on wheels
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| Come on sweet thing, show me how love feels
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| Down the open road
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| Down the open road
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| Ooh, somewhere down the open road
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| She don’t break down, she don’t run cold
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| She’s got heart and soul like a pot of gold
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| (Yeah yeah)
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| Sees the white lines, when I’m driving blind
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| A hundred more miles and she’s right on time
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| Right on time
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| She’s right on time
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| Right on time
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| (Down the open road)
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| Right on time |