| There’s a road, in Oklahoma
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| Straighter than a preacher
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| Longer than a memory
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| And it goes, forever onward
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| Been a good teacher
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| For a lot of country boys like me I push that load from here to someday
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| I’ll push as long as I’m alive, but I don’t know how long I’ll last
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| 'Cause it’s just a road, it ain’t no highway
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| I’m blowin' by the double five
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| I know I’m going way too fast
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| I been down this road just searching' for the end
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| It don’t go nowhere, it just brings you back again
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| Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder
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| But you’ve come too far to go back home
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| So you’re walkin' on a nowhere road
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| Some folks say, if you keep rollin'
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| And keep it on the yellow line
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| It’ll take you on the big highway
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| But there’s a toll to pay, if you’re going
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| The keeper of the gate is blind
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| So you better be prepared to pay |