Wake up, crossed another state line
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Fed up, a hundred million miles to drive
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Yeah....
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I hope you'll be waitin at the door
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With open arms, like you did before
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So carry me free
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You know I was born to roam
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I need you to help me along
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And I'm driving all night going home
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Tell me, Tell me that you'll always be true
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Keep me going, tell me what to do
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To get back to you
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You know I was born to roam
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I need you to help me along
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And I'm driving all night going home
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Going home
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Going Home
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| Marc Broussard |
