Well I woke up Wednesday morning with bad weather in my brain,
I lay awake awhile ignoring all the rain
Now everybody's talkin' about who they plan to be,
Everybody's talkin', everybody except meÂu0085
And no one cares about your heartache or which lonely town you're from;
You got to take your salvation boy, however it may come
And I can't help but think about what I done wrong
To deserve this a roamin' this a travelin' song
Now I got a little money and I got a little time,
I got myself a pickup truck that I can call mine
I got myself a guitar and I got myself some friends
Some folks say I'm lucky, but I think it all dependsÂu0085
On the lens that you are looking through and the music that you hear;
Cause sometimes you don't recognize your own face in the mirror
And I can't help but think about what I done wrong
To deserve this a roamin' this a travelin' song
Out here on the highway, everything's so slow,
I thought I knew my way home, but now I just don't know
I'm going down the road with all them Easter Winds a blowin'
I'm going down the road and I don't care where it's goingÂu0085
So one more cup of coffee and the radio is on;
And I'll slip out your door to the breaking of dawn
And I can't help but think about what I done wrong
To deserve this a roamin' this a travelin' song

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