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Started off in a dusty old town,
Where dreams get lost and trouble's found,
Mama cried when I hit the ground,
But my heart wouldn’t stick around.
Rolled the dice, took a midnight train,
Left behind sunshine, only found rain,
Every mile was a chapter in pain,
But I kept walking, never stayed the same.
On this winding road, don't know where it goes,
Searching for meaning as the cold wind blows,
Lost in the shadows, where the wild winds moan,
This aching heart was meant to roam.
Met a girl with eyes like the Tennessee sky,
She promised me heaven, but it was a lie,
In the end, she left without a goodbye,
On dusty trails, gotta keep getting by.
Saw old friends on these lonesome streets,
Each one carrying their own defeats,
But in their voices, a kindred beat,
In every heartbreak, a life's retreat.
On this winding road, don't know where it goes,
Searching for meaning as the cold wind blows,
Lost in the shadows, where the wild winds moan,
This aching heart was meant to roam.
