| It’s the last ride
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| Our little game is over
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| It’s the last ride
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| It’s time to take you home
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| And we can’t cry 'cause we seen it comin'
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| No use runnin', take it slower
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| It’s a dangerous drive
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| I’m afraid to arrive
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| But I strive to survive
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| More a fool than alive
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| I thought, I knew just everything
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| I had it made and I could coast
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| But I turned away love when I needed it most
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| It’s the last ride
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| My little game is over
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| It’s the last ride
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| It’s time to take me home
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| And I can’t cry 'cause I seen it comin'
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| No use runnin', take it slower
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| And the road rolls around
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| And turns through the town
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| The depression drips down
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| And glazes the ground
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| Horizons east and skylines west
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| (The moon, the sun and all the rest)
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| The loving son, the faithful wife
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| (The burnt out wreck of a poor man’s life)
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| The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
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| They all turned away love when they needed it most
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| It’s the last ride
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| Their little game is over
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| It’s the last ride
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| It’s time to take them home
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| And they can’t cry 'cause they seen it comin'
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| It’s time to take you home
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| It’s time, it’s time, it’s time to take you home |