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There's a long stretch of highway been calling out my name

You know I've got to keep these big wheels rollin'

I've got to fan the flame

Been on the road since I was young moving at 110

'Cause you don't know where you're going 'til you know where you've been

And I done been around the world I ain't afraid of dying

I keep my feet on the ground and my eyes on the horizon

Oh, gotta keep on working

Just trying to be a star

And y'all know where I come from because I done told y'all from the start

And I'm for them lost souls the ones who don't fit in

I'm for that old time country

I'm for the blue collar man

But I ain't much on radio tunes, I like smoke stack lightnin'

I keep my feet on the ground and my eyes on the horizon

Where I'm gonna go the good Lord only knows

I keep drifting around where the wind may blow

I was born to get heavy

Born to get loud

I was born to keep rollin' you know I can't slow down

Oh, gotta keep on moving

Chasing down a dream

You know I've come a mighty long way for an ol' country boy like me

I'm a sinner, an old mule skinner

A singer of sad ol' songs

I've done left 'em in a trail of tears

From all the things I've done wrong

But I got enough to back it up so believe me I ain't lying

I keep my feet on the ground and my eyes on the horizon

(Play it for us Florida band, baby)

(shoo, shoo, shoo)

(shoo, shoo, shoo)

(shoo, shoo, shoo)

(shoo, shoo, shoo)

Maybe one day I'll find me a piece of shade

But you know that won't be too long 'til they lay me in the grave

So don't tell me about the good times or the things I've been missing

I ain't much on small talk

I ain't one for reminiscing

And I'd really love to stick around but I'm too busy grindin'

I keep my feet on the ground and my eyes on the horizon, hey

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