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HE RODE ALL THE WAY TO TEXAS
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A light shines from my window
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I just can't sleep no more
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Lord. it hurts so much to be alone
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But the real men never do admit
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That it's them that might be wrong
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At least that's what he told me in his song
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Chorus
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He rode all the way to Texas on an old freight train
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Didn't miss the girl he left behind
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He rode all the way to Texas, didn't shed a tear
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He's lettin' you know that he's the movin' kind
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The freedom that he sings about, I guess I'll never know
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I just can't shake the guilt or kill the pain
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But he lets me ride when the lights turns low
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Get on board the radio and take a ride to Texas on his train
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Repeat Chorus
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HE RODE ALL THE WAY TO TEXAS
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| Emmylou Harris |
