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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGasoline Alley
I think I know now what's making me sadIt's a yearnin' for my own back yardI realize maybe I was wrong to leaveBetter swallow up my silly country prideGoing home, running homeDown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromGoing home, and I'm running homedown to Gasoline Alley where I was bornWhen the weather's better and the rails unfreezeand the wind don't whistle 'round my kneesI'll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening trainI'll be home before the milk's upon the doorGoing home, running homedown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromGoing home, and I'm running homedown to Gasoline Alley where I was bornBut if anything should happen and my plans go wrongShould I stray to the house on the hillLet it be known that my intentions were goodI'd be singing in my alley if I couldAnd if I'm called away and it's my turn to goShould the blood run cold in my veinsJust one favor I'll be asking of youDon't bury me here, it's too coldTake me back, carry me backDown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromTake me back, won't you carry me homeDown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromTake me back, carry me backDown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromTake me back, carry me backDown to Gasoline Alley where I started fromTake me back, carry me backDown to Gasoline Alley where I started from
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