Take A Silver Dollar And Put It In Your Pocket,
Never Let It Slip Away.
Always Be A Man, Not A Boy Gone Astray.
When Ya Get Half Cra-zy From The August Heat
Or On A Frozen, Rotted Road
With No One To Complain To About Your Achin' Feet.

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You're Gonna Walk That Endless Highway,
Walk That High-way Till You Die.
All You Children Goin' My Way,
Better Tell Your Home-life Sweet Goodbye.

When I See A Detour Up Ahead,
Well, I Leave It Far Behind,
Who Knows What You're Apt To Find There.
With The Cost Of Livin, And The Price Of Dyin',
Well It Look Like T'me This Time I Wont Be Buyin'

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When They Get A Scapegoat By The Throat,
It's Hard Labour And Cold Beans.
If Ya Get Away Real Quick,
You'll Be Eatin From The Poison Peanut Machine.
Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By Day.
I'm On The Road And It Looks Like I'm Here To Stay.

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