| Early in the morning
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| I get up and leave your side
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| I throw my bag on that chopper
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| We take off and we fly
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| Miles out into the Gulf of Mexico
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| Right over that line where the brown water turns blue
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| The guys out here joke about Jody
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| And how he got my girl and gone
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| But they don’t know us
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| Nah they don’t know nothing about trust
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| So 7−6-5−4-3−2-1
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| And the chopper touches down
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| Throw my bag back in my truck
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| And I’m your arms bound
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| 7 days home
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| 7 days gone
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| I’m just thinking about you
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| On this production platform
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| Mark, our crane operator
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| He had tears in his eyes today
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| He just stood up on the heliport
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| Kinda looking out at the waves
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| He said he missed his baby girl
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| He only got to see for a couple days
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| I said we’re almost home buddy Mama’s got her
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| And a smile went across his face
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| 7 days home
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| 7 days gone
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| I’m just thinking about you
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| On this production platform
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| Well this oilfield career
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| It’s sure been good to my family
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| They’re the ones I think about
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| When it comes time to leave
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| One day I’ll retire
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| And my feet won’t leave the land
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| Until then I got to make a living
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| I’m a Louisiana man
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| 7 days home
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| 7 days gone
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| I’m just thinking about you
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| On this production platform
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| 7 days home
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| 7 days gone |