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A trip I took once... |
| Miles n Miles I'm a million miles from Mobile I still hear that slammin' door I found a thousand miles of backroads and I'll still walk a thousand more I gotta backpack for a best friend my bedroll's damp with memories at night I lie down with these heartaches but my soul floats far above the trees I gotta picture of her inside me Why can't I free her from my mind I gotta thousand reasons to quit her but I'm just not the forgettin' kind Now I'm trying to find a new place somewhere to fit and maybe stay I gotta thousand reasons to move on So please don't look at me that way |