Rolling lifes endless highway
Seems there aint no wrong or
Seventeen, headin' down that road of freedom
Well everybody said "Son,
They're sayin I got crazy last night
Dancin' on the tables,
Heaven help me, I'm in love with you.
There's not
right along the mason dixon line a little shack sittin
Boot leather on a barroom floor, fightin' over a dance
I never expected for it to feel like this
Cause first
You can spend the night waitin' for a prince charming
One night in New Orleans
On a superbowl Sunday
In
It's just her and a band and the clean-up man,
5 a.m. rise and shine, out on the job workin
Do you remember how it used to feel
Ridin' around
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