| Morning comes and morning goes
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| Now it’s me against the sun
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| The day goes by and darkness grows
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| And it’s over before it’s done
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| Well I know it’ll be alright if I just get on the road
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| If I run, I can free my worried mind
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| Yeah I know on the day I die I will lose my heavy load
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| But I wouldn’t want to leave you behind
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| All my time keeps creeping on
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| Now I’ve grown into a man
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| But Mr. Child still wants to run
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| From the cradle to the van, oh
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| Keep thinking it’ll be alright if I just get on the road
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| If I run, I can free my worried mind
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| Keep thinking of the day I die when I lose my heavy load
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| But I wouldn’t want to leave you behind
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| No I wouldn’t want to leave you behind, hey, hey
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| Oh, Keep thinking it’ll be alright if I just get on the road
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| If I run, I can free my worried mind
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| Keep thinking of the day I die when I lose my heavy load
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| But I wouldn’t want to leave you behind
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| Oh, Keep thinking it’ll be alright if I just get on the road
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| If I run, I can free my worried mind
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| Keep thinking of the day I die when I lose my heavy load
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| But I wouldn’t want to leave you behind
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| But I wouldn’t want to leave you behind
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| No I wouldn’t want to leave you behind |