When I was a little kid,
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My father told me to see the world for him
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So I took my things
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And painted pink sunsets from the vast oceans
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Send your dad a note. You made it, kid. You're on the road.
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Send your dad a note. You made it, kid. You're on the road.
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Mother, teach me about the country
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Can you tell the lie from the lives that you've seen
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Now Mother, can you tell me
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Where this road is gonna lead
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Just let yourself go and sell your soul to the road
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Just let yourself go and sell your soul to the road
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Don't you know I always rested under the tracks
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Even then I knew I would always be back
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Cause I know that my steel train
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is gonna ride on til the end
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Blue skies and desert rain
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I passed my life by the course of steel train
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And I'll ride to the end of the rails
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I'd tell my father of all my tales
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I said everything I saw, I was thinking of you
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and the reason that we're here all because of you
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Don't you know I always rested under the tracks
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Even then I knew I would always be back
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Cause I know that my steel train
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is gonna ride on til the end
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Yeah I know that my steel train
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is gonna ride on til the end
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And I know there's room on this steel train
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and we'll ride on til the end
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Road Song
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| Steel Train |
