drivin' down an open road
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there's nothin' on the radio
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the windshield wipers keeping time
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I'm thinking back when you were mine
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heavy feelin' in my soul
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hopin' i won't lose control
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but baby if i do
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i'm comin' home to you
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from arkansas to timbuctu
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i'd never stop i'd go right through
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forty days and forty nights
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have rained down on my paradise
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what am i suppose to do
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give me strength to make it through
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one more sleepless night
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i'm comin' home to you
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home fired chicken, banjo pickin'
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singin' all of our favorite songs
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everybody'd sing along with
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front porch swingin'
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just you lookin'
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like a queen at the high school prom
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where we danced all night long
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the moon shone down like a big spotlight
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and everything felt so right
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when you said i love you too
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now I'm comin' home to you
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well the rain drops falling
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drive my heal
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and I've got both hands on the wheel
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that picture of you in my mind
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it's got me burnin' up inside
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lord please help me find my way
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to find those magic words to say
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and baby when i do
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I'm comin' home to you
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home fired chicken, banjo pickin'
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singin' all of our favorite songs
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everybody'd sing along with
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front porch swingin'
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just you lookin'
|
like a queen at the high school prom
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where we danced all night long
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the moon shone down like a big
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spotlight
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and everything felt so right
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when you said i love you too
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now i'm comin' home to you
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sweet sun is rising
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I'm getting close to home
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it seems like I've been driving for so
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long
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gonna have some...
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Comin' Home To You
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Adam Gregory |