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There's a place up ahead and I'm goin', |
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Just as fast as my feet can fly, |
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Come away, come away if your goin', |
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Leave the sinkin' ship behind. |
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We're goin' up around the bend, oo |
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Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, |
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Better get while the gettin's good, |
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Hitch a ride to the end of the highway, |
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Where the neons turn to wood. |
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We're goin' up around the bend, oo |
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You can ponder perpetual motion, |
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fix your mind on a crystal day, |
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Always time for good conversation, |
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There's an ear for what you say. |
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We're goin' up around the bend, oo yeah |
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Catch a ride to the end of the highway, |
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And we'll meet by the big red tree, |
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There's a place up ahead and I'm goin', |
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Come along, come along with me. |
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We're goin' up around the bend, oo yeah |
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//// (do do do do), //// (do do do do) |
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