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[Intro]
F(repeCat 2GX) [Verse 1] FThere’s hundreds of miles of Copen Groad Fthousands of cars on the CinterGstate Fmillions of people neediCng to be lGoved FThe quest for someone who CundersGtands FFighting for answers, Cnowhere toG turn FIt leads you down an eCndless yeGarn FFor someone that could answer all your Gprayers
[Chorus]
FTheres something bout when you Gjust let Cgo Like Fsinging your heart out to the GradiCo FMaking mistakes, not Gthinkin Ctwice Just Falways Rollin the Gdice FYou accept that lifes like an Gopen Croad FStrap up your boots an Cgas up your Gtruck And Fkeep on Gdriving Calong
[Verse 3]
FThrough the mountains Cand the Gplains FListening to Springsteen my Cdad used to Gplay FDamn I just wish life Gdidn’t fly Cby just Flike an Gopen Croad FWhen I left home to Cfind my Gway FDriving down those ChighGways FI heard that voice inGside my Chead Saying Fdon’t just ran an Ghide
[Chorus]
FTheres something bout when you Gjust let Cgo Like Fsinging your heart out to the GradiCo FMaking mistakes, not Gthinkin Ctwice Just Falways Rollin the Gdice FYou accept that lifes like an Gopen Croad FStrap up your boots an Cgas up your Gtruck And Fkeep on Gdriving Calong
[Outro]
FDamn I just wish life Gdidn’t flyC by Just Flike an Gopen Croad
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