I felt the tug of the ties that bind as I crossed that city limit sign
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Drivin' past that old school reminds me of what I had with her
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A lotta roads underneath these wheels a lotta wounds that time has healed
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But time ain't changed the way I feel or the way things were
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I've let go of chasin' those long ago dreams
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Turned the pages on some old memories
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I've gotten over a lot of what I've been through
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And I've let go of thinking I could never go back
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Broke the chains of ghosts from my past
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When it comes to her one thing holds true
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There's a whole lot of lettin' go that's left to do
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I drove out to her family farm but the live oak trees and fields were gone
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Rows of houses with manicured lawns sat staring back at me
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Just like the fire from a childhood flame
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Guess we're all just victims of the winds of change
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The way things are they're never the same as the way things ought to be
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I've let go of chasin'...
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[ guitar - steel ]
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And I've let go of thinkin'...
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[ steel ]
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Whole Lot Of Lettin' Go
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| Tracy Lawrence |
