| That summer sun was crying, when I left North Carolina
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| But I had enough of this hand-me-down life
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| Like a freight car pinned in the middle of a train
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| Stuck so long just waiting on a change
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| But I never forgot, what my daddy told us
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| He said I waited too long, son I’ll never be free
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| There’s gotta be more boy to being alive
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| The minimum wage every day till you die
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| Now I’m stepping out of the darkness
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| Finally coming into the light
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| Out of the alley, and up on my feet
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| Traded these blues for a views from the street
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| I’m gonna see
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| Life good as it can be
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| I’m gonna left this guitar, put the gas in my car
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| And see how far it’ll take me
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| Wanna waste a few days, in some kind of haze
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| I’m gonna drink all the beer in Milwaukee
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| Wanna go to bed in Maine, and wake up in California
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| And double cross Kansas in the middle of the night
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| Wanna do what that sunkist girl in Tampa told me
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| Take it easy baby, If it’s easy take it twice
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| Gonna do what that sunkist girl in Tampa told me
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| Take it easy baby, If it’s easy take it twice |