| Tired of bein' pushed, bumped and turned around
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| Listenin' to the people fightin' next floor down
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| Tryin' to find fresh air to breathe just can’t be done, no
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| I gotta get away and get some country sun
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| Look to the sky, the stars are outta sight
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| Hidden by the cloud of the city’s might
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| Hear the sirens blowin' all over town
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| Well, now I gotta get away and get some country sound
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| Take it slow and take it easy, lots of time for livin'
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| Get out on the road and take a big load off your mind
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| Out in the country, your time’s your time
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| And you know that you’ll be feelin' right
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| Layin' in grass that’s over two feet tall
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| Well, now I’m feelin' good, I’m feelin' clean, I’m feelin' small
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| Breathin' this air can really stone the brain
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| Like bein' lost and findin' your way again
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| Look to the sky, the stars are shinin' bright
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| The smile on the moon just helps to light the night
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| Sittin' doin', nothin' is bad they say, ha
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| But sittin' here doin' nothin' keeps me busy all day
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| Take it slow and take it easy, lots of time for livin'
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| Get out on the road and take a big load off your mind
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| Out in the country, your time’s your time
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| Out on the road, take a load off your mind
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| Out in the country, your time’s your time
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| Out on the road, take a load off your mind
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| Out in the country, your time’s your time
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| Out on the road, take a load off your mind
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| Out in the country |