A long drink of water and a pickup truck
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On a bone dry summer I've been out of luck
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But when you blew into town I felt the winds of change
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A little bit scary and a little bit strange
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I know from being broken harder
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With nothing to lose
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Doesn't take much around here
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To make such big news
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And I'm gone
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Mama left her warning from the old front porch
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But I¡¯m gone
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They say you'll burn me like you're Sherman with a big bad torch
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I've seen a million suns go down on this tired town
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Now you're here and I'm gone
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So in comes the stranger to the tight lipped frowns
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The walls come up and the shades go down
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I can't help but see it like a movie scene
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Where you bust on through and you rescue me
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And the sign of a happy ending is an out of state tag
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Outside of the house where the girl inside is packing her bags
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And I¡¯m gone...
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Does it seem like it¡¯s too much to ask
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For reckless grin and a tank full of gas
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Gone...
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And I don't know if I will ever belong
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But I'm done here doing time and I'm moving along
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And I¡¯m gone
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Gone
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Mama left her warning from the old front porch
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Gone
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| Indigo Girls |
