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Scott Blasey - Travelin' On lyrics
Well I stood on the backseat when I was just five, By the time I was ten- my daddy, he let me drive. I'm not stayin' here, I'll be travelin' on... And I stole a VW when I was eightteen, Tried to get out but I always fell in between, Not quite stayin' there- Akmost travelin' on... I made the West Virginia line, Liquor store; just in time, Asleep before the dawn, Man I'm gone... Front-loaded the trunk with a cold case of beer, Spent the next day where the sky and the water's clear, Can't be stayin' here, gotta be travelin' on... And I bathed in the stream, Headed South on nineteen- Got pulled over near Beckley I thought I had got away clean... It's nice this time of year, leaves are all comin' down, Saw the Carolina line, From the James, state road nine- Just waitin' for the sun... Man I'm done, So I called up my dad, And he said straight away- You keep one eye open I'll see you in thirty days, Don't be stayin' there, you better be travelin' on... And he died on the day that I turned twenty-one, He gave me the keys and the words to his only son- No one's stayin' here, well I'll be travelin' on... No one's stayin here, well I'll be travelin' on... |
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