| Goin' back to alabama…
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| Now that I’ve learned a thing or two
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| Life for me had been so easy
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| But I’ve got some livin' yet to do
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| 'cause a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| And dust himself off
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| And start all over again
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| My friend…
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| Some days I didn’t wanna wake up in the mornin'
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| My family and friends were all down on me
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| I tried to tell 'em where I was goin'
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| But they never saw the man I saw in me
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| Some folks call me a dreamer
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| Other folks laughed and called me a fool
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| All I ever wanted to be was a winner
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| 'cause I know a winner can never lose
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| 'cause a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| And dust himself off
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| And start all over again
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| 'cause a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| And dust himself off
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| And start all over again
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| My friend…
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| Yes a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| (pick himself up)
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| And dust himself off
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| (dust himself off)
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| (and)
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| Start all over again
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| I’m a man
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| I’m a man
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| (I'm a man)
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| You know a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| And dust himself off
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| And start all over again
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| You know a man who walks by the side of the road
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| Can turn himself around
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| He can pick himself up
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| And dust himself off
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| And start all over again… |