The sun is settin¡¯
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On our time living here
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You¡¯ve lost the will
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I¡¯ve lost the heart
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We should be leavin¡¯
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While the coast is still clear
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Cause we won¡¯t make it after dawn
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We can cash in our chips
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And pack up the car
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Lock up the door
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And hide the key
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The only two things that mean anything to me
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Are loving you
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And leaving Tennessee
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Silver eagles fly down streets paved with gold
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Stars keep shining through the dawn
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Anything you can dream of to hold
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You can have here for a song
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But there¡¯s a song tonight
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That¡¯s riding the wind
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I'm the words
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And you¡¯re the melody
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The only two things that mean anything to me
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Are loving you
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And leaving Tennessee
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It¡¯s just the two of us
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All out on our own
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That¡¯s the way it ought to be
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The only two things that mean anything to me
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Are loving you
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And leaving tennessee
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We can call up all our friends on the phone
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Tell them that someday we¡¯ll return
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First, we have to start to make a new home
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We have one last bridge to burn
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Lay your head down and we¡¯ll drive
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Through the night
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And in the morning light you¡¯re gonna see
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The only things that mean anything to me
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Are loving you
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And leaving Tennessee
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The only things that mean anything to me
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Are loving you
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And leaving Tennessee
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Leavin Tennessee
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Robert Earl Keen |