| on my way up north
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| up on the ventura
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| i pulled back the hood
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| and i was talking to you
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| and i knew then it would be a life long thing
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| but i didn’t know that we we could break a silver lining
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| and i’m so sad like a good book
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| i can’t put this day back
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| things you said that day
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| up on the 101
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| the girl had come undone
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| i tried to downplay it with a bet about us you said that-you'd take it as long as i could
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| i could not erase it and i’m so sad like a good book
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| i can’t put this day back
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| and i ride along side
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| and i rode along side
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| you then
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| and i rode along side
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| till you lost me there
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| in the open road
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| and i rode along side
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| till the honey spread
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| itself so thin
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| for me to break your bread
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| for me to take your word
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| i had to steal it and i’m so sad like a good book
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| i can’t put this day back
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| i could pick back up whenever i feel
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| down new mexico way
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| something about the open road
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| i knew that he was
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| looking for some indian blood and
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| find a little in you find a little
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| in me we may be on this road but
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| we’re just impostors
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| in this country you know
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| so we go along and we said
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| we’d fake it feel better with
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| oliver stone till i almost smacked him —
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| seemed right that night and
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| i don’t know what takes hold
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| out there in the desert cold
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| these guys think they must
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| try and just get over on us and i’m so sad like a good book
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| i can’t put this day back
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| a sorta fairytale with you
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| and i was ridin' by ridin' along side
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| for a while till you lost me and i was ridin' by ridin' along till you lost me till you lost me in the rear view
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| you lost me i said
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| way up north i took my day
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| all in all was a pretty nice
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| day and i put the hood
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| right back where
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| you could taste heaven
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| perfectly
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| feel out the summer breeze
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| didn’t know when we’d be back
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| and i, i don’t
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| didn’t think
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| we’d end up like
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| like this |