| I took a walk in the Texas rain
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| Down Brentfield Lane
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| Just to see what I could find
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| Memories flood like a crowded train
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| Where the tracks remain
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| But the people changed
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| They said
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| «Oh my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin' on.»
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| Fifth and Main there’s a big parade
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| Where the children play
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| Take their youth for granted
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| People pass, and the very last
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| Stood on stilts with their stove-top hats
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| They sang
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| «Oh my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin' on.»
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| Why not take me?
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| You could save me
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| Why not take me?
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| Oh (What is this that makes us feel alone)
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| Oh (What is this that makes us feel alone)
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| (What is this that makes us feel alone)
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| You could save me
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| Begin to run through the Texas rain
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| Try’na catch that train
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| But I can’t forget you
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| I’m too old for a slow parade
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| Think it’s time to go my own way
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, my, gotta keep movin' on
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| Oh my, gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin'
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| Gotta keep movin' on |