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I play the road and the highway is our song
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd has come and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Every exit is a season, every signal is a beacon
And the wind, it carries me, and it eases up my load
Everyday I drag the turns, and every candle still burns
And every lesson I have learned brings us closer to the crowd
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Well, the bus, it is our steeple, it brings us to the people
And they will be there waiting, dancing young and old
And every one of us gets tired, but every one remains inspired
And every one of us required to keep picking through our souls
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She says, “Daddy, where do you go
When you leave me all these nights
With a suitcase and guitar in your hand?
Kissing me and mom goodbye with a tear and a smile
Where do you go, Daddy, where do you go?”
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Shaking off the miles, shaking off the miles
Mile after mile, mile after mile
Baby, I’m coming home