| If you ever see me walking down the side of the road
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| Would you ever stop and wonder why
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| Would you think it’s lost that I paid the cost
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| Stop and give a poor boy a ride
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| And forget my past
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| 'Cause if I ever get home, I’m never gonna worry 'bout the things that I
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| could’ve done
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| 'Cause I’ve done a lot of things I could’ve done better
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| But now it don’t matter none
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| I’ve raised my glass
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| 'Cause I fell in love and then lost touch
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| I dropped it and broke her heart
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| I drove off a cliff
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| And I barely missed
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| Walkin' with her in the park
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| Just a selfish boy
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| But I have not forgot that the food in the pot ain’t cookin' for a boy like me
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| I been fightin' all night with the dogs in the alley, looking for a bone to eat
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| Starving to death
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| Everybody’s troubled with your hustle and your bustle
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| The payment on the house is late
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| If I ever have a problem like that
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| I guess I’ll be in pretty good shape
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| You can kiss my ass goodbye
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| When I feel the wind blow
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| See a ghost in the road
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| And headlights are a beautiful sight
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| And out in the desert
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| I can sit under them heavens
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| And watch the sun keep settin' for miles
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| And here comes another song
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| Then I take a pen and a little piece of paper
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| I scribble on down the lines
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| And what you’re hearing now
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| Is something I found
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| Hidin' way down inside
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| The cellar of my heart
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| And I hope everybody had a real good time
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| I hope I didn’t bring you down
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| These ain’t sad songs
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| So don’t take 'em wrong
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| I haven’t been home in a while
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| Well, I’ll see you all around |