| I’m saying goodbye to the skyline
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| Hello to the sweet pines
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| Gonna see you later street lights
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| I’m headed back to tree lines
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| To free time and starry nights
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| To bonfires and fireflies
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go
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| Cause we got brighter lights back home
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| I’ve got aching feet
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| From walking over miles of concrete
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| And I can’t wait to dream
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| But the city, you know she won’t go to sleep
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| So I’m saying…
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| Goodbye to the skyline
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| Hello to the sweet pines
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| Gonna see you later street lights
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| I’m headed back to tree lines
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| To free time and starry nights
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| To bonfires and fireflies
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go
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| Cause we got brighter lights back home
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| Yeah, we got brighter lights back home
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| Back home there’s a girl named Mary Lou
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| A diner off the highway with a corner booth
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| And every gravel road is a trip down memory lane
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| And back home, where the corn grows ten feet tall
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| Every year’s measured on the pantry wall
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| The willow trees are waving 'til we come back home again
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| I’m saying goodbye to the skyline
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| Hello to the sweet pines
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| Gonna see you later street lights
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| I’m headed back to tree lines
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| (To free time and starry nights
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| To bonfires and fireflies
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go)
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go
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| I’m saying goodbye to the skyline
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| Hello to the sweet pines
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| Gonna see you later street lights
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| I’m headed back to tree lines
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| To free time and starry nights
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| (To bonfires and fireflies)
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go
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| Pack your bags it’s time to go
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| (Cause we got brighter lights back home) |