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On a road from Cincinnati in a mood too mad to tame |
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You told me that you missed me and I said I felt the same |
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The trees held dying embers and the branches looked aflame |
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With many vibrant colors holding fast against the rain |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad, I know |
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It’s not so bad |
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Yeah, it’s not so bad |
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No, it’s not so bad, I know |
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A heavy conversation falls faster than the rain |
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And every mile per hour is unraveling a chain |
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I change my concentration to my dirty windowpane |
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And the rhythm of the road brings me back to this refrain |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad, I know |
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It’s not so bad |
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Yeah, it’s not so bad |
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No, it’s not so bad, I know |
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I think I’ll make it home |
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My tires are spinning forward while my mind is spinning back |
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Spots of grey before me turn to solid white and black |
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All your pleas and promises just push me on along |
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It may dark and narrow but this road’s where I belong |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad |
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And it’s not so bad, I know |
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It’s not so bad |
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Yeah, it’s not so bad |
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No, it’s not so bad, I know |
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I think I’ll make it home |
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I think I’ll make it home |
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I’m coming home |
