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Like the pine trees lining the winding road,
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I got a name, I got a name;
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Like the singing bird and the croaking toad,
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I got a name, I got a name.
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And I carry it with me like my daddy did
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But I'm living the dream that he kept hid.
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Moving me down the highway, rolling me down the highway
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by.
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Like the north wind whistlin down the sky,
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I got a song; I got a song.
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Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry,
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I got a song; I got a song,
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And I carry it with me and I sing it loud;
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If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud.
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Moving me down the highway, rolling me down the highway
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Moving ahead so life won't pass me by.
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(Lead Break)
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And I'm gonna go there free...
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Like the fool I am and I'll always be,
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I got a dream, I got a dream.
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They can change their minds but the can't change me,
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I got a dream, I got a dream;
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Oh, I know I could share it if you뭗 want me to;
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If you're goin?my way, I'll go with you.
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Movin?me down the highway, rollin?me down the highway
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Movin?ahead so life won't pass me by.
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I Got A Name
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| Jim Croce |
