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Wake up, crossed another state line
Fed up, a hundred million miles to drive
Yeah

I hope you'll be waitin' at the door
With open arms like you did before
So carry me through

You know I was born to roam
I need you to help me along
And I'm driving all night
Going home

Tell me, tell me that you'll always be true
Keep me going, tell me what to do
To get back to you

You know I was born to roam
I need you to help me along
And I'm driving all night
Going home, going home
Wake up, crossed another state line   Fed up, a hundred million miles to drive   Yeah      I hope you'll be waitin' at the door   With open arms like you did before   So carry me through      You know I was born to roam   I need you to help me along   And I'm driving all night   Going home      Tell me, tell me that you'll always be true   Keep me going, tell me what to do   To get back to you      You know I was born to roam   I need you to help me along   And I'm driving all night   Going home, going home