| He’s pulling out for Reno
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| He hopes a tire don’t blow
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| Up near Albuquerque
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| He’ll fuel and get some coffee
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| Cline’s Corners truck stop
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| A waitress with a wet mop
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| Telling him to don’t walk
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| He tips his hat and don’t talk
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride
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| No there’s nothing there he can’t slide
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| No there’s nothing that he won’t spin
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| No there’s nothing to it do it again
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| No it’s nothing but the big show
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| No there’s nowhere that he won’t go
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| No he never has to ask why
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride
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| He says there’s something about a sunrise
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| Waking up sleepy eyed
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| He says there’s something about a highway
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| Telling him he can’t stay
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| He says there’s something about a long drive
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| That gives him some peace of mind
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| And there’s something that he can’t take
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| When he’s coming in second place
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride
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| No there’s nothing there he can’t slide
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| No there’s nothing that he won’t spin
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| No there’s nothing to it do it again
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| No it’s nothing but the big show
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| No there’s nowhere that he won’t go
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| No he never has to ask why
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride
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| And when it’s all over
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| He’ll move a little slower
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| He’ll back up to the trailer
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| And look toward Oklahoma
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| He’ll pull out right through the middle of town
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| And watch the sun start sinking down
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| Still just lighting up the road signs
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| Getting ready for the next time.
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride
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| No there’s nothing there he can’t slide
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| No there’s nothing that he won’t spin
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| No there’s nothing to it do it again
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| No it’s nothing but the big show
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| No there’s nowhere that he won’t go
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| No he never has to ask why
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| He knows it’s nothing but a good ride |