| She said: 'Don't worry, baby", when she left me'
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| 'You were alright on your own before I came along'
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| 'And made this happy home'
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| 'And you can take that damned up guitar'
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| 'Pack it up and hit the road'
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| 'After all you’re probably better off alone'
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| So I grab that old guitar and hit the highway
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| It doesn’t take too long to pack
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| When an empty seat holds everything you own
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| And I’ve found comfort knowing
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| Within moments notice I could roll
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| After all I’m probably better off alone
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| The cold wind blows
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| Lightning fills the sky and the thunder rolls
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| And her memory surrounds me, carves me like a stone
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| Like raindrops on my weatherbeaten soul
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| Well, I was just past Arizona when she called me
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| The voice, it seemed to change
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| As if it aged out or get wisdom long ago
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| She said: 'Lately I’ve been thinking'
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| 'Maybe you could come back home'
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| Told her: 'Maybe I’m just better off alone'
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| And the cold wind blows
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| Lightning fills the sky and the thunder rolls
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| Her memory surrounds me, carves me like a stone
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| Like raindrops on my weatherbeaten soul
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| Just like waves upon the cliffs along the ocean
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| Time goes by until the water changes
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| Rock to beaches made of sand
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| And they still have to take the beating
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| Just like mother nature planned
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| But I just hope that it’snt more than I can stand
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| And the cold wind blows
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| Lightning fills the sky and the thunder rolls
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| Her memory surrounds me, carves me like a stone
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| Like raindrops on my weatherbeaten soul
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| Just like raindrops on my weatherbeaten soul |