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Been runnin’ these 18 19 a day
It’s been so long since I’ve been away
Gotta stop in Texas for a drop off at the coast
Then I’ll keep these wheels a turnin
To what I love and miss the most
I’m going back to Galveston
Then I’m headed home
Ridin like an outlaw on a breeze
I’m going back to Galveston
On this highway all alone
Then I’m going back to Tennessee
Countin the days and the lines on the road*
With each one behind me I’m closer to home
It helps me to hold the wheel when I think of holdin’ you
The beat of the concrete lines
With all my heart I’ll make it through
I’m going back to Galveston
Then I’m headed home
Ridin like an outlaw on a breeze
I’m going back to Galveston
On this highway all alone
Then I’m going back to Tennessee
Those big Texas stars help me find my way
Gotta get through the taillights
I’m almost there just one more day
I’m going back to Galveston
Then I’m headed home
Ridin like an outlaw on a breeze
I’m going back to Galveston
On this highway all alone
One more ride and then I’m through
Then I’m comin’ back to you
I’ll be comin’ home to Tennessee
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J. Dale Walker - Laredo
03:22
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Sixteen hours and the road is blurred
Roll down 35 without a word
AC went out cross the railroad track
Texas heat with the law on my back
Forget me nots on the radio
Rolling down south head to Mexico
Left my whole life and all that I know
95 miles until Laredo
No, I don’t regret the wrong I done
Righted that wrong with granddaddy’s gun
Laid low my wife and her lover too
Burned away rage with a barrel plume
Forget me nots on the radio
Rolling down south head to Mexico
Left my whole life and all that I know
65 miles until Laredo
The lawman closes my prospects bleak
Baring down bead of sweat on my cheek
Ain’t gon’ make it married to this ride
Come nighttime find a place I can hide
Forget me nots on the radio
Rolling down south head to Mexico
Left my whole life and all that I know
35 miles until Laredo
Nighttime came and I ran for my life
Then came justice for him and my wife
Shots rang out they got caught in my back
Got so close now I’m fading to black
Forget me nots on the radio
Rolling down south was the way to go
Smoked my wife ain’t got nothin to show
Ain’t gonna make it to Laredo
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Joshua West - L*A
04:40
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Serenade in the summer, sitting on mountain of time
Evergreens, making scenes they gonna blow my mind
Hard to look in the mirror, scruffy and mixer of lime
Whisper, kiss will go a long way, what can I find - this time?
Summer love and a walk down the river
Sudden love and it tastes so fine
Set a sail for Madagascar with a lover and some cases of wine
Basket case on most days, can someone show me the light?
Pillow dreams, gonna sleep in no one to fight
Scream and clap through the windows, heroes show us the way
When it’s all too much, take a trip to far away - so today
Summer love and a walk down the river
Sudden love and it tastes so fine
Set a sail for Madagascar with a lover and some cases of wine
Summer dreams and a basket of roses
Sudden love in the warm sunshine
Set a sail for Madagascar, dreams flowing hard my mind
Summertime, Dreams
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Take your poison and pen away
Have some mercy on me
you let your sweet communion wine
Go sour again
tastes like bitter venom to me
In this high-horse town
All you ever wanted
burning down the holy land
Won’t you come on down
These ghosts can still be haunted
Breaking down this chain’s command
Somewhere out on the horizons red
The sun’s last blaze gone to die
But you just wanna coil up like a copperhead
Never let no sleeping dog lie
In this high-horse town
All you ever wanted
burning down the holy land
Won’t you come on down
These ghosts can still be haunted
Breaking down this chain’s command
Oh, wait til you wake up
Oh, wait til you see
Oh, wait til you figure out
You’re the one that’s counting on me
In this high-horse town
All you ever wanted
burning down the holy land
Won’t you come on down
These ghosts can still be haunted
Breaking down this chain’s command
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v1:
Alaska, why you teasing me?
I'd sure love to go
I'd have been there already,
But there's so much snow
And so much sunlight
This time of year
You're at the top of my list
So I won't shed a tear
ch:
For the other 49
Do I need to be reminded
Of this beautiful world I was born into
4,245 miles
Mayberry to Anchorage
The only one missing is you
v2:
I know you've got airports
But I think I might drive
Through the midwest, through Canada
That's how I'll arrive
It gets a little colder as I drive north
and I wonder if you celebrate July 4th
ch:
Like the other 49
I don't need to be reminded
Of this beautiful world I was born into
4,245 miles
Mayberry to Anchorage
The only one missing is you
br:
Even though you're about the size of Winston
You've got 10 times the number of moose, and then some
v3:
Alaska, why you teasing me?
Thought you were my friend
It's a big sky country
But I've already been
ch:
To the other 49
I don't need to be reminded
Of this beautiful world I was born into
4,245 miles
Mayberry to Anchorage
The only one missing is you
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9. |
Arthur Lamonica - Tokyo
02:22
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Tokyo..Bullet train to my brain
Tokyo..Did I miss that train again
Sitting here in my room
cherry blossoms on my wall
oh i miss my Tokyo…Tokyo
Tokyo ..I’ve got Memphis blues again
stuck at home miso soup from a can
out the door theres a row of tenements
i think oh no i miss my Tokyo
I’ve been to Rome and Barcelona yeah
i’ve been to Harvard Square and dreamt of Scarborough fair
now i’m at home sitting on a chair
hidden in my lair destination where
Tokyo ..Rashomon is on the tube
High and Low more Kurosawa’s is in the queue
sitting here in my room
Oragami on the floor
oh I miss my Tokyo..Tokyo
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Suuusun - zip
02:44
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George Smith - New York
04:09
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Lift me up
Bring us out of this mess
And I promise that I’ll always be good
Empty streets and empty seats
Bars and restaurants
Roads are clear, silence falls
On the bleeding hearts
Life’s about the journey anyways
Even sitting still
Life’s about the journey anyways
Can’t be too far gone
Dangled hope, console, cope
Weather storm
Change is gone, on its way
Riding different boats
People shouting with their fingertips
Calling out the lies
Pointing fingers like they know the tricks
From every side
Lift me up
Bring us out of this mess
And I promise that I’ll always be good
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