| Well I’m sitting here this evening
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| I’ve got some old friends on my mind, yeah I do
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| Yeah, me and Slick and Davy saluting Mr. Daniels
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| For the very first time
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| We was jamming to old Jimi, singing Purple Haze
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| No doubt, no, no
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| I think between weed and whiskey
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| My head went north and man, my feet went south
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| We had some good times
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| And man do I remember them well
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| Those days are long gone
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| But now I got to tell you just how we left some stories to tell
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| Ride, child ride
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| Hell we had some good times then
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| Ride, child, ride
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| Sometimes I need those times again
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| Do you remember when?
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| Remember all our big talk
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| How we were going to be president, one day, baby
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| How we were going to save the whole world
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| But man, I got to tell you Lord
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| Didn’t have a clue back then
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| We had some good times
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| And man do I remember them well
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| Those days are long gone
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| But now I got to tell you just how we left some stories to tell
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| Ride, child, ride
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| Hell, we had some good times then
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| Ride, child ride
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| Sometimes I need those times again
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| Ride, child ride
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| Hell, we had some good times then
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| Ride, child, ride
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| Take me back there, man, do you remember when? |