A high road, low road, some old side road
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Really don’t matter to me it gets me back to you
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Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain, any ol’ way you please
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If it gets me back to you
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Young man, big shot, gotta see what’s out there
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Leave town, hung around, what the hell does he care
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Corner park, broken heart, girl in her home town
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Porch light every night, hoping that he comes around
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A high road, low road, some old side road
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Really don’t matter to me if it gets me back to you
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Hitchhike, motor bike, any ol’ way you like, crawling on my knees
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If it gets me back to you
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Somewhere out there the world’s on his shoulder
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Each night the same stuff the world’s getting colder
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Dreams die slow as a boy becomes a man
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High road, low road, any way he can
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A high road, low road, some old side road
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Really don’t matter to me
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If it gets me back to you
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Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain, any ol’ way you please
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If it gets me back to you
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Hitchhike motor bike, any ol’ way you like, crawling on my knees
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If it gets meeeeee
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Oh, a high road low road, some old side road
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Really don’t matter to me
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If it gets me back to you
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Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain, any ol’ way you please
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If it get me back to you
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A high road low road, some old side road
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A high road low road, some old side road
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A high road low road, some old side road
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Some Old Side Road
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| Keith Whitley |
