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Julie Roberts
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Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
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David Hungate
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Gordon Mote
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Bryan Sutton
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Pat McLaughlin
Pat McLaughlin
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Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
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Jess Brown
Jess Brown
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Patrick Jason Matthews
Patrick Jason Matthews
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Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
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Gary Paczosa
Gary Paczosa
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David Bryant
David Bryant
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Steve Crowder
Steve Crowder
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Thomas Johnson
Thomas Johnson
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Mile marker 203 The gas gauge leanin' on the edge of E And I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin down There's somethin smokin' underneath the hood It's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good And it's another 50 miles to the nearest town Everything I own is in the back in a Hefty bag I'm outta cigarettes and I'm down to my last drag I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear I'd sure hate to break down here Under fifty-thousand miles ago Before the bad blood and busted radio You said I was all you'd ever need But love is blind and little did I know That you were just another dead-end road Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams Baby leavin' you is easier than bein' gone I don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' So God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear And I'd sure hate to break down here, oh no I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' So God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear I'd sure hate to break down, it's to late to turn around And I'd sure hate to break down here Mile marker 215
Writer(s): Patrick Jason Matthews, Jess Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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