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I found a place

Down a different street

Seemed so lonely

But it's hard to beat

Far away from the world

 

Say hear that sound

It's on the radio

Four young lads

Rockin fast and slow

Far away from the world

 

Close your eyes and turn away

I found my reason for a sunny day

The music's high and the road is free

She says she's found her Bobby McGee

 

I saw a man 

In a long black coat

Cigarette

Puffing down his throat

He's far away from the world

 

Close your eyes and turn away

I found my reason for a sunny day

The music's high and the road is free

The blues ain't got nothing on me

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