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They wouldn't let him playthe opry with whiskey on his breathAnd it didn't take 'em longTo figure out what they missedHe went down that lost highwayUnderneith that purple skyA legend disappeared beforehis timeThings Changethey said he was the devilDressed in gold lameThe way he shook his hipsup there on the stageBut before that fateful dayHe left TennesseeAll of them were calling him the kingThings ChangeWell they like to call them hippiesOutlaws with guitarsBut they brought a little poetryto the honky-tonks and barsThey might've got a little too crazyThey might've flown a little too highBut somewhere somebody's playing their songs tonightDon't you know they changeNow some say it's too countrySome say it's too rock 'n' rollBut it's just good musicIf you can feel it in your soulAnd it doesn't really matterIt's always been the sameLife goes on, Things ChangeThings ChangeDon't you know they changeyeah, yeah yeahThey can't keep me from changeKeep on, keep on Changin'
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