[She:] Racing wheels under some great old bus
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[He:] Children's faces sometimes smile at us
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[She:] Miles of concrete roads that run our beat
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[He:] Twelve o'clock I guess it's time to eat
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[She:] Hail buddy, have you got a dime?
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[He:] Thank you friend, we'll pay you back some time
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Candy bar and a glass of water meal
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[She:] Can't help much to change the way we feel
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Everything we are is on our backs
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[He:] Wrapped up in these old brown gummy sacks
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[She:] Think we'll sit us down and rest our loads
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[He:] Then we'll get back on the road
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[He:] Ten more miles with all the county line
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[She:] Where we hear the people treat you kind
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[He:] The bummer's good, the sheriff's got a dog named Male
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[She:] Sometimes we just sleep the night in jail
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Hey, there goes Joey, he is driving 99
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[He:] Steady and stop and let us climb some time
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I know he would but the company won't let him
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[She:] Think old Joe was our one and only friend
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[He:] What's that noise? It's someone call our names
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[She:] Guess it's just some children playing games
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[He:] Think we'll sit us down and rest our loads
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then we'll get back on the road
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[She:] Tell me Sir what do you call this town?
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[He:] A pretty name Sir, and a pretty sound
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[She:] It's funny Sir, our feet don't hurt no more
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[He:] Our old backs ain't felt this good before
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[She:] And something else Sir, while we think of it
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we're not hungry Sir, no not one bit!
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Is that Tommy Blake and Daddy Sue
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[He:] Thought they died way back in '62
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[She:] Well, thank you Sir, you are so very kind
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[He:] We'll stay a little while if you don't mind
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[She:] We'll sit and talk Sir, and we'll rest our loads
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[He:] Then we'll get back on the road
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Back On The Road
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| Nancy Sinatra |
