| Riding at night through the wind and rain.
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| Trying to find my way home.
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| This weary traveler’s been gone to long.
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| I return, never more to roam.
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| I’ve seen big city lights and miles of highway.
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| White lines they never seem to end.
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| But they light the way to a beautiful place
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| Back to see my best friend
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| And this road is lonesome and I’m feeling blue,
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| And I can’t get you off of my mind.
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| When I get back, babe, I’m gonna stay,
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| No more to leave you behind.
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| The silhouette of tree tops they flash by the window.
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| Been down this road a hundred times before.
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| I can drive it in my sleep from here to our cabin.
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| The sign says just twenty miles more.
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| The road I travel, it leads to your door.
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| You know that’s where I wanna be.
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| Now I can see a light in the window of a cabin.
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| And a little girl that’s waitin' there for me. |