Way back when, when the days were young
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We had our fun
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Never cared much about being cool
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Or growing old to play the old fool
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Part of your life you spend paying your dues
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Walking the miles and singing the blues
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If I'm born into a pair of ramblin' shoes
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I'll tell you what I'll do
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I'll take my wings with a heart that's true
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And find the way to you
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Part of your life you spend paying your dues
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Walking the miles in your old man shoes
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When I finally find the way to shake loose
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I'll tell you what I'll do
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Hang my worry on a golden noose
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And find the way to you
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When we're all old and withering sages
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Talkin' 'bout what might have been
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Like a missing line or torn out pages
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We're gonna miss you then
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Walking the miles, singing the blues
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Learning to love what god gives to you
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If he gave me rockets on the bottom of my shoes
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I tell you what I'd do
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I'd burn my sole where the sun was new
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And find the way
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The way to you
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Way To You
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Brandi Carlile |