He¡¯s pulling out for Reno
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He hopes a tire don¡¯t blow
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Up near Albuquerque
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He¡¯ll fuel and get some coffee
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Cline¡¯s Corners truck stop
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A waitress with a wet mop
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Telling him to don¡¯t walk
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He tips his hat and don¡¯t talk
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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No there¡¯s nothing there he can¡¯t slide
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No there¡¯s nothing that he won¡¯t spin
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No there¡¯s nothing to it do it again
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No it¡¯s nothing but the big show
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No there¡¯s nowhere that he won¡¯t go
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No he never has to ask why
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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He says there¡¯s something about a sunrise
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Waking up sleepy eyed
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He says there¡¯s something about a highway
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Telling him he can¡¯t stay
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He says there¡¯s something about a long drive
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That gives him some peace of mind
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And there¡¯s something that he can¡¯t take
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When he¡¯s coming in second place
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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No there¡¯s nothing there he can¡¯t slide
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No there¡¯s nothing that he won¡¯t spin
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No there¡¯s nothing to it do it again
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No it¡¯s nothing but the big show
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No there¡¯s nowhere that he won¡¯t go
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No he never has to ask why
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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And when it¡¯s all over
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He¡¯ll move a little slower
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He¡¯ll back up to the trailer
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And look toward Oklahoma
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He¡¯ll pull out right through the middle of town
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And watch the sun start sinking down
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Still just lighting up the road signs
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Getting ready for the next time.
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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No there¡¯s nothing there he can¡¯t slide
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No there¡¯s nothing that he won¡¯t spin
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No there¡¯s nothing to it do it again
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No it¡¯s nothing but the big show
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No there¡¯s nowhere that he won¡¯t go
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No he never has to ask why
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He knows it¡¯s nothing but a good ride
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Nothing But A Good Ride
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| Lyle Lovett |
