| I remember the days on the road tryin' to get somewhere
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| All the time spent behind the wheel
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| I remember the faces of people who did me wrong there
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| And they were, oh, so many to know
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| Country dates and fans who wait for hours
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| It’s strange I don’t even remember a name
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| Patiently they wait and see where will he run to now
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| And they were, oh, so many to know
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| I was born a dream chaser
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| Running away from the country that made me
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| Rock 'n' roll you’re a home breaker
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| Turnin' my head from the family that loved me
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| And I hate it
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| How I hate leaving you
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| But what more can I do than to try and find my way
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| Carry me on to somewhere
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| Send me someone who will share it all
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| Help me to find my peace of mind
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| I remember the days on the road I almost died there
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| Each year harder than those before
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| And I’ll remember the faces of friends if I ever go back again
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| They were all so many to know
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| I remember the days on the road
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| I remember the days on the road
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| I remember the days on the road
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| I remember the days on the road
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| Yes, I do, yes, I do, oh
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| I remember the days on the road
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| I remember the days on the road
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| And they were so many to know |