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England Tyler Highways And Dance Halls Too Many Highways (David Stephenson/Clay Blaker) I was one of those guys Who though he could handle it all Way too much pride Head held up high standing tall I was raised in a dusty old rodeo town They said I was all around cowboy bound So I set out after the dream To answer the call Now there's too many suitcases Too many new places Too many stranger's faces Calling me their friend If I could go my way I'd go home today There's too many highways That never seems to end Well it's a long way up To the top of the hill And if you cant pay the price There's always someone who will So you keep on running and you never back It keeps getting harder to stay on track And you wonder if anyone knows How you really feel Now there's too many suitcases Too many new places Too many stranger's faces Calling me their friend If I could go my way I'd go home today There's too many highways That never seems to end Lord I traded all I had for what could be Now from this rundown motel room all I can see Now there's too many suitcases Too many new places Too many stranger's faces Calling me their friend If I could go my way I'd go home today There's too many highways That never seems to end |
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