| I gotta get back to the country
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| Tall pines and winded streams
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| So take me back on a warm breeze
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| To slow down is what I need
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| These any street don’t sleep
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| The river is rolling around the bend
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| It’s whispering if you’re listening
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| I’m tryna get back to no man’s land
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| Wakes me up before the sun
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| Close my eyes when the day is gone
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| And there’s a fire beneath the stars
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| Sings a peaceful song to my heart
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| These any street don’t sleep
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| The river is rolling around the bend
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| It’s whispering if you’re listening
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| Now here I am trying to understand
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| If I can, this world we’re in
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| I’m tryna get back to no man’s land
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| The river is rolling around the bend
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| It’s whispering if you’re listening
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| Now here I am trying to understand
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| If I can, this world we’re in
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| River is rolling around the bend
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| It’s whispering if you’re listening
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| Now here I am trying to understand
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| If I can, this world we’re in
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| Tryna get back to no man’s land
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| Tryna get back to no man’s land
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| Gotta get back to no man’s land
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| Here I am
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| Here I stay
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| Here I am |