Tom: E
Introdução:
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Three feet tall, five years old
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Staring to the bottom of mountaintop road
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Hands wrapped tight around those plastic handle grips
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I took off flying, picking up speed
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The world was a blur of rocks and weeds
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It was all worth the pain of landing
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Getting my first three stitches
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Everyone said that I shouldn't do it
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Cut and bruised, but I got through it
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I've still got the scars to prove it.
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Life's like a big wheel, keeps on turning
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Time runs away every day I'm learning to roll with the punches
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Follow my hunches
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Loving the way it feels
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Just to be alive
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Getting the chance to ride on the big wheel
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I've taken my share of dead end curves
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Had to steady my nerves and steal my courage
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Had a lot of hard landings
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But I ain't hanging up my wings
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Ya I'm still ripping down that hill
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Still hangin' on with all my will
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Looking back now I still wouldn't change a thing
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I've had a few lovers leave their mark
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I've broken my pride and I've broken my heart
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But I'm gonna live the life before it all goes dark
- Repeat Chorus -
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Just to be alive
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Getting the chance to ride
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On the big wheel
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On the big wheel
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On the big wheel
(ad lib to end)