I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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Summer's almost gone
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Yes, winter's comin' on
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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And I feel like I gotta travel on
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Poppa writes to Johnny
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But Johnny can't come home
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Johnny can't come home
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No, Johnny can't come home
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Poppa writes to Johnny
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But Johnny can't come home
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Cause he's been on the chain gang too long
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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Summer's almost gone
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Yes, winter's comin' on
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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And I feel like I gotta travel on
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High sheriff and police riding after me
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Riding after me, yes, coming after me
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High sheriff and police coming after me
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And I fee like I gotta travel on
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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Summer's almost gone
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Yes, winter's comin' on
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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And I feel like I gotta travel on
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Want to see my honey
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Want to see her bad
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Want to see her bad
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Oh, want to see her bad
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Want to see my honey
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Want to see her bad,
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She's the best girl
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This poor boy ever had
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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Summer's almost gone
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Yes, winter's comin' on
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I've laid around and played around
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This old town too long
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And I feel like I gotta travel on
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Travel On
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| Neil Young |
