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I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
D A
Just burned out all that talk about the mother lode
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I traded for a songbird and a bigger piece of sky
D A D
When I miss the good old days, I canât imagine why
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G D
Still I get restless and drive into town
A D
I cruise once down Main Street and turn back around
G D
Itâs crazy but God knows I donât act my age
A D
Like an old desperado who paints the town beige
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Down along the river and past the swimming hole
You can find your peace of mind with just a fishinâ pole
And you can walk the river for miles and miles on end
And never stop believinâ in that dream around the bend
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Deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl
Thereâs really nothinâ much to do until the first spring thaw
Itâs then I get to thinkinâ I must have gone insane
Old memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train
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