Tono: G
Introducción:
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Here I am back on the road again
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Don't it feel just like my old worst friend
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The ne'er do well that a mother prays against
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Jack Kerouac meets Huckleberry Finn
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Yes I know the ways of this old friend of mine
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He's got some good intentions misinterpreted every time
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Said "the road is long and winding" but what he really meant
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Was the comfort you are seeking will not meet you at the end
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Gets me going like a fiddle tune
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Don't even know what my feet are doing
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Hey, don't fiddlers earn their pay, OK
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Green lights all the way to nowhere
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Half the fun is in the getting there
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And once you figure that out you're on your way
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Oh, it's hot out on the road today
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No cover, no cloud, no chance for escape
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Except that 18 wheeler on the straight-away
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So I pull up, match his speed and steal some shade
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Guess I got me the Gypsy virus
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No cure for the ramblin-itis
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Except some asphalt and some days, fine days
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Green lights all the way to nowhere
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Half the fun is just in getting there
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And once you figure that out you're on your way
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The road can give you fortunes that are yours to use or keep
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Or it can take your very life if it lulls you off to sleep
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But so can any style of life or friend that you might choose
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So being dead and friendless, man that's the only way to lose
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Tomorrow shines like a gold doubloon
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You could have it if you wanted to
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You just have to hold your mouth the right way, that's the way
G D
Green lights all the way to nowhere
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All the fun is just the getting there
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And once you figure that out you're on your way
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Well I'd best be on, Well I think I'm on, I'm finally on my way