it gets the worst at night
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with nothing on my mind
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but you
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I¡¯m thinking too damn much
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I go ahead and get up
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and put on my boots
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so I can drive as far as I can get from you
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on my way out of town
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I drive by your house
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two times
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it don't do me no good
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I didn't think that it would
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'cause you're not mine
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you might have seen me but I kept on driving by
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gonna lose myself on some dark road tonight
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'cause there's something 'bout just laying down and taking all that pain
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I¡¯d rather drive all night, if it's all the same
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'cause half a tank of gas will get me far enough
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to be completely lost by the time the sun comes up
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and so it's four a.m.
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I¡¯m on the road again
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to find some peace
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some old gravel road
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god only knows
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there's nothing for me
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and there ain't nothing left for me in Tennessee
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because I know you're not awake thinking of me
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and there's something 'bout just laying down and taking all that pain
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I¡¯d rather drive all night if it's all the same
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'cause half a tank of gas will get me far enough
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to be completely lost by the time the sun comes up
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and there ain't nothing left for me in Tennessee
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'cause I know you're not awake thinking of me
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It Gets The Worst At Night
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| Lucero |
