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Indiana Rose
04:29
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I rolled down the window for some air
Stuck my elbow out the car
When I heard the music playin'
From a jukebox, honky-tonkin' bar
I went and shuffled through the tunes
For the one thing that I knew, that song of ours
When lovin' you was hard, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road
We used to sit out on the porch
With all that sweet corn shinin' in the breeze
Like the way you used to dance
With all them children wrapped around your knees
Though, now I find myself
Waitin' on somethin’ else to comfort me
The way it used to be, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road
Because that old song was all we left behind
Those regrets, I feel 'em all the time
The love we once had, it's hard to find
Now it's hard to know
Goin' through the motions ain't enough
If no one's playin' fair
When all you wanted was
Someone to come home with somethin' to share
Because everybody knows, with a promise
There's a reason to care
And I was never there, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road
Because that old song was all we left behind
Those regrets, I feel 'em all the time
The love we once had, it's hard to find
Now it's hard to know, my Indiana rose
My Indiana rose
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Quite a Feelin'
04:09
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Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
Where feelin' alone's just a point of view
I can't help myself but wonder
If you're back at home feelin' it too
’Cause back at home, it's you and I
Where pillows talk and sometimes cry
Like whispers in my ears, I can't help but hear
That make me turn around and think of two
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin's still missin' you
Missin’ you
Am I a fool? It's hard to say
Livin' like a coin up in the air
I hate to love you that way
Clearly felt, but hardly there
’Cause when I'm there, it's on the phone
"Hello, how are you? Gotta go."
I'm always on the move, or leavin' soon
I'm a dreamer in a car
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin's right where you are
Right where you are
These endless nights of heavy drinkin'
Though they ain't enough, they've held me close
Like a worn-out joke that keeps on rollin'
To try and make you laugh when the nights are cold
’Cause when the nights are cold, I think of you
When one more round will get you through
Well, I admit I'm havin' fun, bein' on the run
Pickin' out postcards for a change
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin' just ain't the same
Ain't the same
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