| On a Sunday night while I'm driving my car
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| In the sky a falling star
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| Telling myself I don’t go too far
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| And trust by the sound of the rain
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| Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am
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| Cause there’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world of you and me babe
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| There’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world like it used to be babe
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| Somebody there to show me the way
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| Yes, I’m willing to pay
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| And this dear old man can tell me any day
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| Know what happens to me
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| Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am
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| Cause there’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world of you and me babe
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| There’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world like it used to be babe
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| On a Sunday night while I'm driving my car
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| In the sky a falling star
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| Telling myself I don’t go too far
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| And trust by the sound of the rain
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| Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am
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| Cause there’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world of you and me babe
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| There’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world like it used to be babe
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| Cause there’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world of you and me babe
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| There’s a long and lonesome road
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| That will find our world like it used to be babe |