First you laugh
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Then you cry
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When you think of all them hours gone by
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The ones you loved
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And the loves you lost
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And late at night alone you count up the cost
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I'm chasing something I thought was real
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But it ain't even close to how she made me feel
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I don't care anymore if my dreams come true
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I may be bound for glory
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But I'm making Georgia blue
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A motel room
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And a neon sign
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The sound of her voice on the telephone line
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You've come so far
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But you can't run
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From the sound of your heart as it comes undone
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I'm chasing something I thought was real
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but it ain't even close to how she made me feel
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I don't care anymore if my dreams come true
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I may be bound for glory
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But I'm making Georgia blue
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This damned old freeway
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It ain't going nowhere
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It's tearing my heart between here and there
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You've come so far
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But you can't run
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From the sound of your heart as it comes undone
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Oh, and I'm chasing something I thought was real
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But it ain't even close to how she made me feel
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I don't care anymore if my dreams come true
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I may be bound for glory
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Yes, it's the same old story
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I may be bound for glory
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But I'm making Georgia blue
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Macon Georgia Blue
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| The Jeff Healey Band |
