Well my friend, well I see your face so clearly
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Little bit tired, little bit worn through the years
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You sound nervous, you seem lonely
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I hardly recognize your voice on the telephone
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In between I remember
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Just before we wound up broken down
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Drive out to the edge of the highway
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Follow that lonesome dead-end roadside sound
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[Chorus:]
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We're all in this thing together
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Walkin' the line between faith and fear
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This life don't last forever
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When you cry I taste the salt in your tears
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Well my friend, let's put this thing together
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And walk the path that worn out feet have trod
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If you wanted we can go home forever
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Give up your jaded ways, spell your name to God
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[Chorus]
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All we are is a picture in a mirror
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Fancy shoes to grace our feet
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All that there is is a slow road to freedom
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Heaven above and the devil beneath
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[Chorus]
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We're All In This Together
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| Old Crow Medicine Show |
