| I was tryna get home in the back of a Cadillac
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| Lookin' for some soul in a Memphis horn
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| Diggin' up joy in a bottle of codeine
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| Cheap thrill seekin' since the day I was born
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| Oh, mama, mama, hope I get better
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| Bleeding all over these old love letters
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| I was tryna get to Heaven through a hole in my head
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| Tryna get to Heaven from a motel bed
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| The clocks all stopped and I had to wait
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| Now the sun’s going down on the golden state
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| Oh, mama, mama, I hope I get better
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| I’m bleeding all over your old love letters
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Yeah
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| Up the hill and down to the valley
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| Lookin' for a rumble out in the alley
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| I carried my cross over frozen lakes
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| To show you, baby, what a fools love takes
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| Rippin' the wheel outta Jesus' hands
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| On a trip back home to the holy land
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come
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| Crawlin' over crossroads where I’m from
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| All the way to the gates of kingdom come |