One Road More

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Well my old shoes are layin' on the floor cause I ain't a gonna wear 'em no more
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They took me many miles down many hard roads but that's what shoes are for
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The time has flown and I've outgrown every shoe I ever wore
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and I guess my barefeet'll have to carry me one road more

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Lord I ain't got a lick of sense I got a crazy mind
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Cause I don't wanna leave and I don't wanna stay behind
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Well at the end of this one last road they say there's always an open door
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And I guess my barefeet'll have carry me one road more

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Well I never could move my feet too fast in a pair of rich man's shoes
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and there ain't a shoe alive that can last as long as a poor mans blues
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              G
Well I've toed the line this one last time now I got something else in store
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And I guess my barefeet'll have carry me one road more

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Lord I ain't got a lick of sense I got a crazy mind
             D                                   C                         G
Cause I don't wanna leave and I don't wanna stay behind
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                 G
Well at the end of this one last road they say there's always an open door
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And I guess my barefeet'll have carry me one road more

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Well I've walked the city streets in the sun and the rain and the wind and the snow
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                      D
And I've walked through the mountains and the valleys when there was nowhere else to go
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          G
This time I'll just follow the wind and It can blow and the rain can pour
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and my barefeet are gonna have to carry me one road more

         D                                     C               G
Lord I ain't got a lick of sense I got a crazy mind
             D                                   C                         G
Cause I don't wanna leave and I don't wanna stay behind
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                 G
Well at the end of this one last road they say there's always an open door
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And I guess my barefeet'll have carry me one road more

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Yeah my barefeet are gonna have to carry me one road more