| I can’t afford a ticket on an old Dakota airplane
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| I gotta jump a ride on a cattle-trucking slow train
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun
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| I wrote a rockin' song, gonna sing it at the station
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| I’ll finish all the words when I reach my destination
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun
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| Hey mama, please now don’t you fret none
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| Don’t worry, but please don’t you forget
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| Hey mama, please don’t get upset none
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| I gotta leave to find me something better
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| Hey mama, things gonna work out fine now
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| Believe me, no need for you to write
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| Hey mama, things gonna work out fine now
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| I gotta friend who said that she’d invite me
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| I came here in the morning and I crept out in the middle of night
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| I gave nobody warning I was leaving and I felt it was right
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| Now I’m off again, it sure is feeling all right
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| Got a feeling that I’m leaving with a ticket and I won’t jump a ride
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| It’s no good you believing that my leaving was a wrong, it was right
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| Now I’m off again, it sure is feeling all right
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| I can’t afford a ticket on an old Dakota airplane
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| I gotta jump a ride on a cattle-trucking slow train
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun
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| I wrote a rockin' song, gonna sing it at the station
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| I’ll finish all the words when I reach my destination
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun
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| I guess it doesn’t matter
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| As long as I can get my head down in the sun |