| I've been a highway child, a 1000 miles |
| On these well-worn Red Wing boots |
| I've been to hell, I've been to Houston |
| But I got back to my roots |
| I've been up, I've been down |
| Off the deep end into Coke and Crown |
| I've been a little lost, a little found |
| Just looking for the truth |
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| There ain't a stone I've left alone |
| If it was there, I turned it over |
| I don't look back but look at that |
| You got my head over my shoulder |
| Making me finally see |
| Why everything I tried to be |
| Left me wanting more |
| 'Cause the one thing I ain't been |
| Is yours |
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| I've been settled down but I saddled up |
| Told a good girl adiós |
| I gave her a list of reasons |
| But now I really know |
| Why I've been lonely searching |
| Wondering why nothing ain't working |
| Been a hard lesson to learn that |
| Nothing else comes close |
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| There ain't a stone I've left alone |
| If it was there I turned it over |
| I don't look back but look at that |
| You got my head over my shoulder |
| Making me finally see |
| Why everything I tried to be |
| Left me wanting more |
| 'Cause the one thing I ain't been |
| Is yours |
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| But I'd sure love to change that |
| So hey what do ya say that |
| We take a walk down that road |
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| There ain't a stone I've left alone |
| If it was there, I turned it over |
| I don't look back but look at that |
| You got your head right on my shoulder |
| Making me finally see |
| Why everything I tried to be |
| Left me wanting more |
| 'Cause the one thing I ain't been |
| Is yours |
| Yours |
| Yours |
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