| I was a selfish young man when I lost my granddaddy
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| Fell in love to the B-side of «Shootenanny!»
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| Got more bottles than leaves on my family tree
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| Late nights, early flights is the life for me
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| You burn by the fire
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| Or get choked by the smoke
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| Well, the thunder does the talking
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| But the lightning does the work
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| Oh, carry me home
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| I’m no good when I’m alone
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| I’m burned out to the bone
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| Can’t tell I’m crying
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| 'Cause I’m stoned
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| Dragging my love along a lone road
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| Get your shoes on, get in the car, get the lead out
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| Get over yourself, get everything you need set out
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| One hand on the heater, the other flippin' the radio
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| Full moon fever, full cup of coffee on an open road
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| But the sun’s coming up
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| Hits my heart like a drug
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| But all my wasted efforts
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| Are piled in a truck
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| Oh, carry me home
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| I’m no good when I’m alone
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| I’m burned out to the bone
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| Can’t tell I’m crying
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| 'Cause I’m stoned
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| Dragging my love along a lone road
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| Before the same old tricks, fell for the lie, fell from grace
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| Fell far behind, fell out of time, fell out of place
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| Falling backwards, fell over, fell off the face of the Earth
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| Fell in a bucket of luck, arms flailing, free falling face first
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| But at night we were free
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| Near a boat on the sea
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| I’m looking out for you
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| Are you looking out on me?
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| Oh, carry me home
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| I’m no good when I’m alone
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| I’m burned out to the bone
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| Can’t tell I’m crying
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| 'Cause I’m stoned
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| Dragging my love along a lone road
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| Lone road |