| In Portland Maine in the winter rain
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| Boston whistle blew
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| Well darling tell me where are you
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| When I need you like I do
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| And now I go from Maine to Mexico
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| By thumb and car and train
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| I’ll be missing you again
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| Rhode Island red, honey Cape Cod’s dead
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| Texas is a long gray line
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| This Wichita boy has lost his joy
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| As the visions run across his mind
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| And so I go from Maine to Mexico
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| By thumb and car and train
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| I’ll be missing you again
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| Through the tollgate to the shore
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| The radio played our song
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| Oh about loving you some more
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| Watching old man river roll along
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| And now I go from Maine to Mexico
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| By thumb and car and train
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| I’ll be missing you again
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| And now I go from Maine da da da-da
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| And so I go from Maine to Mexico
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| All along the way… |