Jan 17, 2005 18:49
Come on baby let's get out of this town.
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down.
There's a chill in my bones.
I don't want to be left alone.
So baby you can sleep while I drive.
I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar.
In my pocket I'll carry my harp.
I got some money I saved.
Enough to get underway.
And baby you can sleep while I drive.
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