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Post by Rust Never Sleeps on Jul 12, 2008 9:23:42 GMT
Its too dark to put the keys in my ignition, And the mornin sun is yet to climb my hood ornament. But before too long I might see those flashing red lights Look out, mama, cause Im comin home tonight.
Think Ill roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet arent on the ground, I been standin on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin down.
Im not goin back to woodstock for a while, Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile. Im a million miles away from that helicopter day No, I dont believe Ill be goin back that way.
Think Ill roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet arent on the ground, I been standin on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin down.
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