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Early morning in a motel room, sunshine trying to creep on through
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Lost Sleep but I found a tune, stuck inside my head
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Cigarettes, a tank of gas, headed off to nowhere fast
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Gotta find a way to make this feeling last
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Cause I believe that I, was born with a song inside of me
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Never question why, I just kept on chasing that melody
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And as time goes by, Oh its funny how time can make you realize we're running out of it
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On the day that I die, I wanna to say that I
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Was a man who really lived and never compromised
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And when I've lived out my days until the very end
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I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
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I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands
A part of dawn to be ashamed of but good people are supposed to be up
But I found peace with the path I took as I lay down my head
Crossroads you gotta choose, which way could be win or lose
But every morning my soul seems to sing on through
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