| Slow down all alone, a secret mission
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| Small towns hold my soul, I stop and listen
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| Slow the boats, slow the boats, but hold the rhythm
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| Rivers running through my veins, each turn is different
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| Any place that’s not the same, I stop and visit
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| Slow the boats, slow the boats, but hold the rhythm
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| Untie this rope, here comes the weather
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| But one day I hope
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| Stay forever, ever
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| So far away from home, so hold the rhythm
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| I got a place that floats, oh, hold the rhythm
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| Row the boat, row the boats and hold the rhythm
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| Hold the note, hold the notes and keep on singing
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| Every town is hard to leave, so come now with me
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| Paddle and no broken seats is all that we need
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| Slow the boats, slow the boats, but hold the rhythm
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| But hold the rhythm
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| Untie this rope, here comes the weather
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| But one day I hope
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| Stay forever, ever
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| So far away from home, so hold the rhythm
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| I got a place that floats, oh, hold the rhythm
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| Row the boat, row the boats and hold the rhythm
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| Hold the note, hold the notes and keep on singing
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| You can call me a traveler
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| Or you can say I’m alone
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| But I won’t trade this for nothing
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| No way, no way
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| So far away from home, so hold the rhythm
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| I got a place that floats, oh, hold the rhythm
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| Row the boat, row the boats and hold the rhythm
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| Hold the note, hold the notes and keep on singing
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| So far away from home, so hold the rhythm
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| I got a place that floats, oh, hold the rhythm
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| Row the boat, row the boats and hold the rhythm
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| Hold the note, hold the notes and keep on singing |