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When you wake in the mornin'And I'm not by your sideJust know that I'm halfway to DallasI'm stoned out my mindI'm half buzzed bout full timeSince you left me to die here last AugustWhen you make it to NashvilleYou can tell by one hat tiltThat shit just ain't my sceneI like out of tune guitars And taking jokes too farAnd my bartender's Extra Damn MeanSo roll where you're rollin'I'll be prayin' you're fineWherever you're goin'Stay walkin' that line‘Cause they'll eat and they'll spit ya'But ain't their foolThey don't know ya like idaBack home on barstoolsI'm out on the roadWhen I'm goin' I goI make music with all of my friendsI miss your silhouettecatchin' Coastal sunsetsAnd the sound of thatRusty-door-hingeBut that day's bound to come when I finish this runAnd I'm rollin' right into your armsAnd that bullshit you see on the late-night TVIs a long way from our beatin' heartsSo roll where you're rollin'I'll be prayin' you're fineWherever you're goin'Stay walkin' that line‘Cause they'll eat and they'll spit yaBut you ain't their foolThey don't know ya like idaBack home on barstoolsSo roll where you're rollin'I'll be prayin you're fineWherever you're goin'Stay walkin' that line‘Cause they'll spit yaYou ain't their foolThey don't know ya like IdaBelly-laughin' on stools
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