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I'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes, I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues 
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No more chasing setting suns and livin' on the run 
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Yeah the highway's got what the dirt roads got and it don't matter if you're happy or not 
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Cause I been down 'em all before and my baby's got a whole lot more 
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Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more 
 
 
I won't miss the late nights and I sure won't miss Econoline fights 
No more roadside troubles and trials and endless empty miles 
Yeah the small towns got what the city's got and no one cares if you like it or not 
It don't matter what you're looking for cause my baby's got a whole lot more 
Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more 
 
Guitar solo 
 
Fiddle solo 
 
Half a life has passed me by and I never stopped to wonder why 
I always felt I had to roam and I never felt like I had a home 
Yeah but, fate's got what victory's got, repetition's what history's taught 
So I guess we all know what's in store, but baby's got a whole more 
Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more 
 
I'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes, I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues 
No more chasing setting suns and livin' on the run 
Yeah the highway's got what the dirt roads got and it don't matter if you're happy or not 
Cause I been down 'em all before and my baby's got a whole lot more 
Yeah my baby's got a whole lot more