| Another festival well here I go
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| Singing songs that no one knows at all
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| Some times I’d rather be back home with small
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| Picking in the kitchen and smoking pot
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| I’ve played every dive bar here
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| I don’t care that you don’t care at all
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| Broke my hand up in Ottawa
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| I guess fighting these days just ain’t my thing
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| Dropped my transmission back on 65
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| Went deadhead with the Red Clay River Band
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| I made every scheduled show
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| Til in Brooklyn that borrowed van got stole, oh lord, oh lord
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| Amen yeah hallelujah
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| Take what they give out but don’t let it get to ya
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| Hallelujah yeah amen
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| Go on kick me in the head watch me get right back up again
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| After a truck stop shower at a flying J
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| About to sleep in the van with Emma my dog
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| Well in comes this big fancy tourbus
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| hauling a trailer with Jersey plates covered with salt
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| I knew everyone inside
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| Of that 14 bunk Hallejoe on 68 foot ride that passed me by
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| Amen yeah hallelujah
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| Take what they give out but don’t let it get to ya
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| Hallelujah yeah amen
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| Go on kick me in the head watch me get right back up again
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| Cause I made every fire myself
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| And I did every mile with no help
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| And I’d do it all again
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| Amen yeah hallelujah
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| Take what they give out but don’t let it get to ya
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| Hallelujah yeah amen
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| Go on kick me in the head watch me get right back up again |