The pressure these days isn't easy so they say,
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If you're trying to get through this world.
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And if you're gonna make it,
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Then you've got to live in a hurry.
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This world they say may just end any day,
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And I know that it possibly could.
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But I can't do nothing about it,
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So why should I worry.
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I grew my hair long and sang a protest song,
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And offered myself to this world,
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Doing my best in the
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Search and the quest for the white dove.
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But I always knew I was just passing through,
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And the trip has been rocky and long.
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And through all the changes,
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There's one thing I sure can be proud of.
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I'm just blowing along with the wind,
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Taking it all in stride,
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Thankful for every minute God gives me,
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Goin' along for the ride,
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Holdin' my woman's hand,
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Helpin' out when I can,
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Living the one life I own,
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One day at a time.
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I have lived down in some jerkwater towns,
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Where the sidewalks are rolled up by ten.
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And I've been a swinger,
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And drifted the heart of a big town.
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I've had some low rides and walked on the wild side,
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And it's all been good in its way.
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I've had some high-ole times,
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And yeah, I've had some letdowns.
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I'm just blowing along with the wind,
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Taking it all in stride,
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Thankful for every minute God gives me,
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Goin' along for the ride,
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I'm just blowing along with the wind,
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Taking it all in stride,
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Thankful for every minute God gives me,
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Goin' along for the ride,
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Blowing Along With The Wind
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The Charlie Daniels Band |