| Route 14 Box 308
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| She said goodbye at the cattle-guard gate
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| Hoping she would find her a place in the world
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| With her mind made up and tears in her eyes
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| It almost made her daddy cry
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| He said don’t forget to call when you get there girl.
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| Driving on that two lane road hoping she might find
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| A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind
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| Moving upstairs, downtown
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| Life’s too short to be hanging around
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| She’s eighteen and it’s time she got out of the wood
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| She’s getting out while the getting’s good
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| All bills paid and a room with a view
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| She’s unpacked a dish or two
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| She just got her phone turned on today
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| There’s a big, old world waiting just outside
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| As she’s thumbing through the classifieds
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| Looking for work and any old job’s okay
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| Driving on that cross-town freeway hoping she might find
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| A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind
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| Living upstairs, downtown
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| Life’s too short to be hanging around
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| She’s eighteen and it’s time she got out of the wood
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| She’s getting out while the getting’s good
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| Then she lost her job at the grocery store
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| And the wolf came knocking at the door
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| The red notice said they turned off her telephone
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| There’s nothing left for her to do so she’s packed up a thing or two
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| Loaded her car down, now she’s headed home
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| Driving on that two lane road hoping she might find
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| A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind
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| Living upstairs, downtown
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| Life’s too short to be hanging around
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| She’s eighteen and it’s time she got back to the wood
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| She’s getting out while the getting’s good |