(Nanci Griffith)
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Out of the blue horizon
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Stretched a band of gold
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From the straits of Juan De Fuca
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To the east of Portland, Maine
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You held my hand
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As we raced along the Buffalo Bayou
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Chasing the tail of this globe
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You say one day, babe we're bound to
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'Cuz it takes two for the road
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[Chorus:]
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We're two of a kind heart
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Closing in the distances
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Now here comes our twilight part
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And we've had the best light of our days
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We're two rails that never crossed in anger
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Voices never raised
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Two of a kind heart
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Two for the road
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We have been blessed with dreaming
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You had Georgia's New Mexico
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And while your hands worked in China
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It was from Ireland I wrote
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Moving out from America
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From those Buffalo Bayou trails
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Now didn't you tell me, babe, we'll have this globe
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By its tail
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'Cuz it takes two for the road
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[Chorus]
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And we can be anywhere and never leave home
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With your hand to hold... we are two for the road
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Two of a kind heart... two for the road
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Two For The Road
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| Nanci Griffith |
