| Jesse works till midnight in nowhere USA
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| Pumping gas checking oil on a lonely interstate
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| Walking down the highway, he looks up to the sky
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| And he asks Dear Lord how will I make it by?
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| You know he didn’t have a nickel to his name
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| Although he had a one way ticket just the same
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| Yes, you know it’s true, it’s time to
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| leave those things behind you.
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| Treat everyday like Yesterday’s Gone
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| Treat everyday like Yesterday’s Gone
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| Ah move along, Yesterday’s Gone
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| Yesterday is Gone, gone, gone, baby
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| it’s far gone
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| With a bag thrown over his shoulder
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| Jesse had to hitch a ride
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| All his friends said he’s crazy, you’ll
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| never get to the other side
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| With a hope and a dream and a
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| promise, that’s really all he had
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| But he don’t care
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| Ain’t nothing gonna turn out that bad
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| You know he didn’t have a nickel to his name
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| Although he had a one way ticket just the same
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| Yes you know it’s true, it’s time to
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| leave those things behind you
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| Yea ain’t that right boys — C’mon hit it
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| Many times I’ve wondered where Jesse is today
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| Is he on top of the world or knockin' at heaven’s gate
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| The one thing I remember as I look up to the sky
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| Was the look on his face as he waved goodbye
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| He said Yesterday’s Gone
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| Yesterday’s Gone… |