| Like a ship without the ocean
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| Like a road without a wheel
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| Like a sun without the morning
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| People, that’s the way I feel
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| But I’ll be going home in style
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| Traveling one more midnight mile, yeah
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| I want a cold home or county
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| Where man must walk alone
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| That was the home of Muddy Waters
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| And they called him Daddy Rolling Stone, yeah
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| They said the road is such a trial
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| Traveling one more midnight mile, yeah
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| Now heaven help the people
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| Who’s scufflin' day by day
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| All they need is to find a hero
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| Who can help show them the way
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| And maybe he’ll be here after awhile
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| Traveling one more midnight mile
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| I looked into the heart of darkness
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| The reflection burnt my soul
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| I had to try to find a healer
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| And her love has made me whole
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| She had me crying like a child
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| Traveling one more midnight mile, yeah |