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[Intro]
N.C.
  A one, a two, a one two three

[Verse 1]
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We've been doing this longer than you've been alive
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Propelled by some mysterious drive
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And they still let me do it as weird as that seems
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And I do it most nights and then again in my dreams
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Infinite hallways and giant hotels
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Dressing room looks about as good as it smells

[Verse 2]
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Bottles of whisky and bottles of beer
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There's a bottle of medicine somewhere round here
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We've been in nightclubs and we've been in bars
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Honky-tonks and theaters from Memphis to Mars
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Most of our shows were a triumph of rock
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Although some nights I might have been checking the clock

[Verse 3]
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I'm only human though I'm super at times
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I jump off of risers I should not have climbed
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Rock jumps won't kill you until one of them does
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Well, they'll say he died doing what he loves
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We got our share of loving in our past
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Although we were all looking for someone who'd last

[Verse 4]
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Well, it must be hard to get partnered with me
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Some narcissism, some OCD
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Well, love that comes easy's a fake or a fluke
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Love is a marathon, sometimes you puke
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Speaking of which there has been alcohol
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Oceans and oceans, but that isn't all
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Mountains of weed, a handful of pills
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None of the hard stuff, that shit kills
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We've been doing it longer than you've been alive
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Twenty good years of about twenty-five

One, two, three

[Chorus 1]
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Rock and roll's been very very good to me
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The open road's the only place I wanna be
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Rock and roll's been very very good to me
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The open road's the only place I wanna be

[Verse 5]
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I'm not crazy about songs that get self-referential
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And most of this stuff should be kept confidential
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Aw but who even gives half-a-fuck anymore
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Well, you should know the truth, it's both a blast and a bore
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Rock stars were once such mythical creatures
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Up there with Presidents, playmates and preachers

[Verse 6]
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Ah, now you just do it 'cause it's what you do
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They throw underwear instead of money at you
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Now, I've made a living out of shaking my ass
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And if you offer me an office, I'd have to pass
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But our jobs are all jobs and sometimes they suck
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I love what I do, and I've had pretty good luck

[Verse 7]
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All the fans are all clapping and screaming and squealing
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And I won't lie to you, that's a pretty sweet feeling
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And I might butt heads with the guys in my band
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But I never once went to work for The Man
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The men and the woman like you have been hurt
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We're sharing this night that will soon be a blur
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We've been doing this longer than you've been alive
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Get on the bus and tell the driver to drive  (one, two, three)

[Chorus 2]
G                                      D
Rock and roll's been very very good to me
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The open road's the only place I wanna be
G                                      D
Rock and roll's been very very good to me
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The open road's the only place I wanna be
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Rock and roll's been very very good to me
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Ah, the open road's the only place I wanna be
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I said the open road's the only place I wanna be, ah yeah

[Outro]
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Yeah, yeah