My friends from high school
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Married their high school boyfriends
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Moved into houses
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In the same ZIP codes where their parents live
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But I
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I could never follow
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No I
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I could never follow
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I hit the highway
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In a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
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Lived like a gypsy
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Six strong hands on the steering wheel
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I´ve been a long time gone now
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Maybe someday, someday I´m gonna settle down
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But I´ve always found my way somehow
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By takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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Takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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I met the queen of whatever
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Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
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Moved with the shakers
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Wouldn´t kiss all the asses that they told me to
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No I
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I could never follow
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No I
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I could never follow
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It´s been two long years now
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Since the top of the world came crashing down
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And I´m gettin´ it back on the road now
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But I´m takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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I´m takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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Oh, I just take my time I won´t lay down
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And take the long way ´round
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Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
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I opened my mouth and I heard myself
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It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
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Guess I could have made it easier on myself
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But I
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I could never follow
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No I
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I could never follow
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Well I never seem to do it like anybody else
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Maybe someday, someday I´m gonna settle down
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If you ever want to find me I can still be found
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Takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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Takin´ the long way
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Takin´ the long way around
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The Long Way Around
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| Dixie chicks |
