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Jack Botts
Jack Botts
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Jack Botts
Jack Botts
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So I've packed my duffle and I'll hit the road Never say goodbye, only see you laters and see you soons Can you give me luck that I can keep in a jar in the front seat of my car On my way, on my way to a brand new start And I will run these roads 'til these roads don't need to be run And I will find my way through my days with the light of the sun And your smile, your smile, is a work of art And I'm gonna miss it, on my way to a brand new start Home, won't you take me home? 'Cause home, there's no place like home And I'll take it slow, take it slow on my road to nowhere Watching all the pretty things as they pass me by My only fear is missing out on things Like those warm summer breezes and those warm summer nights Oh, those warm summer nights So what, what goes on tour stays on tour, so I've been told But I could tell you fairy tales about these sands, oh these sands on my soles Ones that you'd never believe, ones that you'd never ever read Kind of like these water drops, mountain tops and jade green leaves from the trees Home, won't you take me home? 'Cause home, there's no place like home And I'll take it slow, take it slow on my road to nowhere Watching all the pretty things as they pass me by My only fear is missing out on things Like those warm summer breezes and those warm summer nights Oh, those warm summer nights
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