Well, I left my home at the north end of Florida
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Headed out for southern California
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Lookin' for some fun like any other
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And the open skies
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Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana
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Even past right through Texarkana
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Lord, I know that time is truly wastin'
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Not getting any younger
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I'm runnin' round here and I'm looking for a pot of gold
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They tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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See the movie star up in the spotlight, she's growing old
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And they tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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Well, I fell in love with a girl out in Texas
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Then her daddy had me arrested
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All I did was stop for some dancin'
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And a couple of beers
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Then they ran my butt on into Arizona
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Heard I was wanted out in Oklahoma
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Made me feel like I was an outlaw
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It might've been my long hair
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I'm runnin' round here, I'm looking for that pot of gold
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And they tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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See the guitar man up in the spotlight, he's growing old
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They tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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And they left me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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Now I'm sittin' out here I'm lonely in Nebraska
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How the hell'd I get to Alaska?
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Would of thought by now I'd learn my lesson
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But you can never tell
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I'm runnin' round here, still looking for a pot of gold
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And they tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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I see the mileage on my face, am I growing old
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And they tell me that it sits at the end of an old rainbow
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Rainbow
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