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GHe never knew their names and never Cadd9really cared Lying to Emhimself, he was never just a Dyoung kid scared GLiving on his own with no one to Cadd9hold on to EmNowhere to go and Dnothing to do Cadd9But lie awake and pray that one day Cadd9Someone will come his way
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All he Gknows are Highways and bDroken hearts EmLate nights and oCadd9ld guitars GWondering wDhere you are You're Emso fDar aCadd9way
His shoes are worn and tired and not at their best Like a gypsy never sure where he'll be going next Superficial friends, and girls with glazed over eyes It's a good time, but just for the night Then off he'll go to maybe Mexico Then off to Colorado CHORUS Staring through the walls of that motel room Reflecting on his days, the route that he's seemed to choose Will good outshine the bad, can he turn this thing around Should he drop to his knees, just give up now Begging for release in the night Has he gone too far to fight' CHORUS
You're Emso fDar aCadd9way You're Emso fDar aCadd9way
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