Well, I'm a ramblin' man facin' my temptations.
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Now I ain't talkin' 'bout my salvation,
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Or some woman lyin' up against my skin.
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It's all about the music and the need to run,
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An' those old songs rollin' off my tongue,
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With the Freebird crowd an' the noise cranked up to ten.
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And we'll sing until we're breathless,
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An' we'll dance like we're from Texas.
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And play feelin' joy and sorrow,
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'Cause we might be here tonight an' gone tomorrow.
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Tattoos an' leather an' Levis pressed,
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A rhinestone jacket with a cotton dress:
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Sophisticated lady drinkin' a long-neck beer.
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Yeah, it's real people, it's real life,
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Somewhere in America, Saturday night,
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An' my, oh my, oh my, it's sure good to be here, yes it is.
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And we'll sing till we're breathless,
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An' we'll dance like we're from Texas.
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And play feelin' joy and sorrow,
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'Cause we might be here tonight an' gone tomorrow.
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All together now!
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And we'll sing till we're breathless,
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An' we'll dance like we're from Texas.
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And play feelin' joy and sorrow,
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'Cause we might be here today an' gone tomorrow.
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All together now!
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Na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na, na, na.
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na.
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All togther now!
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Na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na, na, na.
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na.
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Well, everybody sing, an' everybody sing.
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Na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na.
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C'mon, c'mon, all together now!
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Na, na, na, na; (Oh yeah.)
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;(Oh, yeah.)
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Na, na, na, na, na, na;
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Na, na, na, na.
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All Together Now
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