| Here that whistle wind and holler
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| Waking you up in the night
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| All the way from California
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| Casanova has arrived
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| Headline on the morning paper
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| You read it by the road
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| Waving goodbye to your neighbor
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| Where the hell you supposed to go
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Well ain’t nobody told me it’d be this hard
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Lord only knows if I’ll make it that far
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| Well you told me that you loved me
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| Then you headed way out west
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| Chasing dreams that you’d been dreaming
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| Loving boys you’d never met
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| And I’m still stuck here
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| In the city so much left I have to learn
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| Grandpa’s shaking off his cancer
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| Just in case you hadn’t heard
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Well ain’t nobody told me it’d be this hard
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Lord only knows if I’ll make it that far
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| I can hear the whole town whisper
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| Barely making out your name
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| Said you got some fancy hair due
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| My momma’s gone insane
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| Daddy left no goodbye letter
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| With no pistol on his grave
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| In the backyard on the blacktop
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| Where he left them good old days
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Well ain’t nobody told me it’d be this hard
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| Guess I’ll meet you in the middle
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| Lord only knows if I’ll make it that far
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| If I’ll make it that far |