I'm hangin up my walkin shoes
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I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin blues
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No more chasin settin suns
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And livin on the run
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Yeah the highways got
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What the dirt roads got
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And it don't matter if your happy or not
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Cause I been down 'em all before
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And my baby's got a whole lot more
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Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more
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I won't miss the late nights
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And I sure won't miss the county line fights
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No more wayside troubles and trials
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And endless empty miles
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Yeah the small town's got
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What the city's got
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And no one cares if you like or not
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It don't matter what your lookin for
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Cause baby's got a whole lot more
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Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more
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Half my life has past me by
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And I never stop to wonder why
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I always felt I had to roam
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And I never felt like I had a home
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Yeah failure's got
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What victory's got
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Repetition's what history's taught
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So I guess we all know what's in store
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But baby's got a whole lot more
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Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more
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I'm hangin up my walkin shoes
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I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin blues
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No more chasin settin suns
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And livin on the run
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Baby's Got a Whole Lot More
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Reckless Kelly |