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Way out on the mountain near the sky
Hiding from the cold reality of life
Shaking that old road dust off my heels
And I give my heart and mind a chance to heal
Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
More than likely ride back to the places that I've been
I love my music than I love my friends
So I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
A raccoon stole my minnows in the night
I appreciate his need and his appetite
But unlike me he doesn't have to roam
And it's true that man can't live on bread alone
So I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
More than likely ride back to the places that I've been
I love my music and I love my friends
So I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
Oh it's good to have a simple wish
Where life and death is me and some old fish
Poor king sits with a cold beer in his hand
And surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand
And I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
More than likely ride back to the places that I've been
I love my music anf I love my friends
So I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
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