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I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
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Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days
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Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
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Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
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Call it one drink too many
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Call it pride of a man
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But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand
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Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
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Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin
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We do it over and over and over again
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We do it over and over and over again
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Oh -oh
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Oh -oh
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Oh -oh -oh -oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
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I know there's California Oklahoma
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And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
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Down in the valley with
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Whiskey rivers
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These are the places you will find me hidin'
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These are the places I will always go
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These are the places I will always go
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I am on my way
Dm
I am on my way
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I am on my way back to where I started
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Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Continue in background
One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls
I hear your name
I saw your face in the crowd and you came out
You saw me walkin'
You got a sign on the door and it reads to me
Just like the grass and the sun and the
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
A#Dm
I am on my way
FFmaj
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started
California Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
A#Dm
These are the places I will always go
A#F
These are the places I will always go
So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways