| A simple melody, it runs through me
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| It’s who I am and it’s who I’m always gonna be
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| Like Ringing of Fire, Joe Lee, and Jolene
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| And steel guitar no matter where you are
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| Will take you back to a memory
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| I was raised on eight wheels humming
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| Six strings strumming
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| All our dreams running down a two-lane road
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| Front porch swinging while mama was singing
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| To something on the radio
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| Even if we didn’t know the words we would always sing along
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| I was raised on a song
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| They can make you cry and you don’t know why
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| Help you find a smile when you haven’t in a while
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| Teach ya how to be strong, when to hold on
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| And when you gotta say goodbye
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| I was raised on eight wheels humming
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| Six strings strumming
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| All our dreams running down a two-lane road
|
| Front porch swinging while mama was singing
|
| To something on the radio
|
| Even if we didn’t know the words we would always sing along
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| I was raised on a song
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| A simple melody
|
| It runs through me
|
| It’s who I am and it’s who I’m always gonna be
|
| I was raised on eight wheels humming
|
| Six strings strumming
|
| All our dreams running down a two-lane road
|
| Front porch swinging while mama was singing
|
| To something on the radio
|
| Even if we didn’t know the words we would always sing along
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| Even if we didn’t know the words we would always sing along
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| I was raised on a song |