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I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
And steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair
And say, "son, take a good look around"
This is your hometown

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Educated in a small town
Taught to fear of Jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic, that's me

But I've seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an L.A. Doll and brought her to this small town
Now she's small town just like me

 

Posted

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

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Precious and few are the moments we two can share
Quiet and blue, like the sky, I'm hung over you 
And if I can't find my way back home, it just wouldn't be fair 
'Cause precious and few are the moments we two can share

Posted

I like the way you cross the street
'Cause you're precious
Moving through the Cleveland heat
How precious

You're taking nights and all the kicks
You're so precious
But you know I ain't shittin' bricks
'Cause I'm precious

 

Posted

Well, there's nothin' that you ain't tried
To fill the emptiness inside
But when you come back down, girl
Still ain't feelin' right

And don't it seem like
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late,

girl You better get straight

Posted

If you ever plan to motor west,
Travel my way, take the highway that is best.
Get your kicks on route sixty-six.

 

It winds from chicago to la,
More than two thousand miles all the way.
Get your kicks on route sixty-six.

Posted

 

Soon it will be time to go
I don't want to leave, I guess you know
Maybe something new will come up
And I can come home for just a few more days

Get off this two lane highway
Is going my way, moving fast
Two lane highway
Is taking me home, home at last
 

Posted

Leaves are falling all around
It's time I was on my way
Thanks to you I'm much obliged
For such a pleasant stay
But now it's time for me to go

Posted

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
'cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
 

Posted

Wynona's got herself a big brown beaver
and she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her,
So she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon
And said "Recognize that smell?"
"Smells like seven layers,
That beaver eats Taco Bell."

Posted

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you

Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Posted


Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let her mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.
 

Posted

You can make me I don't care
And you can fake me I don't care
And you can love me just about anywhere
It's alright
'Cause you're all I've got tonight

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I don't mind when you say
That you're going away
I just don't wanna be lonely
And I don't care if we share
Only moments a day
I just don't wanna be lonely

I'd rather be loved and needed
Depended on to give a love
I can't give when you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
I'd rather be loved

Posted

Precious and few are the moments we too can share.

Quiet and blue, like the sky, I'm hung over you.

And if I can't find my way back home, it just wouldn't be fair

'Cause precious and few are the moments we two can share.

Posted

And even though the stars are listening
And the ocean's deep, I just go to sleep
And then I create a silent movie
You become the star, is that what you are, dear?
Your whisper tells a secret
Your laughter brings me joy
And a wonder of feeling I'm Nature's own little boy
But still the tears keep falling
They're raining from the sky
Well there's a lot of me got to go under before I get high

Posted

Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you'll find

 

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