| Born a bastard child in New Orleans
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| To a woman I’ve never seen
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| I don’t know if she ever held me
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| All I know is that she let go of me
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| I passed through like thunder
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| I passed through like rain
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| Passed out from under
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| Good-bye could have been my family name
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| Every time I settle down it happens
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| I get a restless feeling I can’t control
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| I hit the wall, then I hit the highway
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| I’ve got the curse of a gypsy on my soul
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| So I move through like thunder
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| I move through like rain
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| Moving out from under
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| Good-bye could have been my family name
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| I can’t break free of the winds that blow me
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| They roll in like a Gulf Coast Hurricane
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| I’d love to stay now but I don’t know how
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| Hold me honey till I’m gone again
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| When it’s time to leave forever
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| I pray the Lord don’t take me slow
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| I don’t know where I’m going
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| I just wanna say good-bye and go
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| And I’ll move through like thunder
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| Push through like rain
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| Pushing out from under |