I spend my whole life on the road
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I have no need and I have no fear
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I don't know fame and I don't know bust
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I like my peace.
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I am starting to speak English
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pragmatically, practically
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it is a superhuman task
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And that's the way it should be.
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I know that day is day and night is night
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when i get there i will have black and white
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I know that darkness is dark and light is light
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when i get there i will have black and white
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when i get there i will have black and white.
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I meet a few foreigners on the way
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i know who is zero and i know who is old
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sometimes we strum the guitars
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and we start playing.
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Then in the morning I look to get up
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get behind the wheel and go somewhere else
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where I didn't get to today
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what more to fear.
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I know wrong is wrong and good is right
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when i get there i will have black and white
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I know that few is few and enough is quite
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when i get there i will have black and white
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when i get there i will have black and white.
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Sometimes it's a hotel, sometimes it's a motor station
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and sometimes sleep under the starlight
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life is the father of all my journeys
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and I'm a proper son
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I don't show tiredness
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I spend my money on wood
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and I drive right to left
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full throttle.
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I know left is left and right is right |
when i get there i will have black and white
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I know that peace is peace and war is war
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when i get there i will have black and white
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when i get there i will have black and white.
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I fight life as best I can
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dust settles in my footsteps
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mainly because it's me. |