| When I’m past the boulevards
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| Out here underneath the stars
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| I’ve been flyin' past the houses, farms and fields
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| Leavin' all I know, back home
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| Rushin' through the cold night air
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| I’m holding on to nothin' but the wheel
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| Stayin' clear of the interstates
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| I’m seekin' out these old two lanes
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| And tryin' to explain the way I feel
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| 'Til all at once it’s half past three
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| And it’s down to the trust and me
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| And I’m holdin' on to nothing but the wheel
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| I’ve been trying to drive you off my mind
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| Let it that way be, I can leave it all behind
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| An' 41 goes on and on
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| And the lights go winding in the dawn
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| And the sky’s the color now of polished steel
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| An' the only think I know for sure
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| You don’t want me anymore
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| Then I’m holdin' on to nothing but the wheel
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| I’ve been trying to drive you off my mind
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| An' let it that way baby, I can leave it all behind
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| And the only thing I know for sure
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| Is that you don’t want me anymore
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| An' I’m holdin' on to nothing but the wheel
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| An' I’m holdin' on to nothing but the wheel
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| Gettin' down old 41
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| An' 41 takes me on and on
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| An' the lights go winding in the dawn
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| An' I’m holdin' on in the corner, yeah
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| I’m holdin' on, holdin' on, holdin' on, holdin' on
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| An' the only thing I know for sure
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| Is you don’t want me anymore
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| An' I’m holding on to nothin' but the wheel |