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morning comes and morning goes |
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now it's me against the sun |
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the day goes by and darkness grows |
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and it's over before it's done |
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well i know it'll be alright if i just get on the road |
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if i run i can free my worried mind |
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yeah i know on the day i die i will lose my heavy load |
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but i wouldn't want to leave you behind |
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all my time keeps creeping on |
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now i've grown into a man |
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but mr child still wants to run |
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from the cradle to the van |
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keep thinking it'll be alright if i just get on the road |
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if i run i can free my worried mind |
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keep thinking of the day i die when i lose my heavy load |
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but i wouldn't want to leave you behind |
