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Turn left at the old Hotel |
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I know this boulevard much too well |
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It hasn't changed since I been gone |
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Oh this used to be my way home |
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They paved the road thru the neighborhood |
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I guess the county finally fixed good |
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It was gettin rough |
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Someone finally complained eneogh |
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Fight the tears back with a smile |
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Stop and look for a little while |
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Oh it's plain to see |
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The only thing missing is me |
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That's my house & that's my car |
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That's my dog in my back yard |
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There's the window to the room |
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Where she lays her pretty head |
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I planted that tree out by the fence |
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Not long after we moved in |
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That's my kids and that's my wife |
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Whose that man runnin my life |
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If I pulled in would it cause a seen |
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There not really expectin me |
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Those kid's have been thru hell |
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I hear they adjusted well |
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Turn around in the neigbors drive |
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I'd be hard to recognise |
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In this pick-up truck |
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It's just an old fixer up |
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Drive away one more time |
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Lot of things going thru my mind |
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I guess the less things change |
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The more they never seem the same |
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That's my house & that's my car |
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That's my dog in my back yard |
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There's the window to the room |
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Where she lays her pretty head |
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I planted that tree out by the fence |
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Not long after we moved in |
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That's my kids and that's my wife |
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Whose that man runnin my life |
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That's my house & that's my car |
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That's my dog in my back yard |
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There's the window to the room |
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Where she lays her pretty head |
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I planted that tree out by the fence |
