| Take a right on Roosevelt
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| Go a couple of miles until
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| You get to a four-way stop
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| By the Mom &Pop
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| Where soda’s still a nickel and our names are on the table
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| And you hang a left, just in case you forget
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| And you need directions home
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| Then you’re gonna pass a dogwood tree
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| And if it’s bloomin' might remind you of me
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| Things might look the same, but a lot has changed
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| So if you get turned around, take the river road down
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| To the little white church where forever’s still a sacred word
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| And you need directions home
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| I’m at the end of a gravel road
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| Full of potholes and old regrets
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| You’re gonna think you know where you are
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| But you’re not there yet…
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| So I’ve left you a trail of tears
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| 'Cause I figured after all these years
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| You might need directions home
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| I’ve been wonderin' where I need to be
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| Everybody in this town can see
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| Is it the lingering doubt?
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| Has the bridge washed out?
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| I can’t get across, maybe I’m kinda lost
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| At least that’s what I tell myself
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| That you just need a little help
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| You might need directions home
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| I’m at the end of a gravel road
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| Full of potholes and old regrets
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| You’re gonna think you know where you are
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| But you’re not there yet
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| So I’ve left you a trail of tears
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| 'Cause I figured after all these years
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| You might need directions home
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| Yeah you’ve left me a trail of tears
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| 'Cause I figured after all these years
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| You might need directions home… |