| I drove up from a rivertown it was late September early October
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| Thought maybe I could clear my mind and see the leaves turn red
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| The tune’s up and the windows down
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| On the skyline drive when she flagged me over
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| Hallelujah what a beautiful morning
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| Were the first words that she said
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| Her eyes were blue as the sky on a perfect blue ridge day
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| She said I could use a lift if you’re going my way and I was
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| I was headed south I was headed out
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| Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
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| And the road stretched out in front of us
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| She was ready to run it just like I was
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| Told me she was twenty-two
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| And she’d just broken out of William and Mary
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| Another summer under Daddy’s roof was all that she could do
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| Her boyfriend she cut him loose
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| Too cold for a wedding in January
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| She said that’s enough about me now tell me about you
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| I rambled on about broken hearts and staying too long
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| She said I’m sorry but you were right to move on and I was
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| I was headed south I was headed out
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| Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
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| And the road stretched out in front of us
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| She was ready to run it just like I was
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| Ain’t it funny how everything hinges on a twist of fate
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| She held my hand and said aren’t you amazed and I was
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| I was headed south I was headed out
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| Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
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| The road stretched out in front of us
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| She ready to run it just like I was |