D E A E
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Well I know sometimes you find it hard
To understand just what we do out here
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Well that bus rolls up at home
And I just disappear
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And I sure don't like to leave you
Couldn't stand for you to think that I don't care
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So I wrote this job description
Just to tell you what I do when I'm not there
I sleep eighty miles an hour
To the whining of a diesel down the interstate
Dreamin' 'bout my little girls
The easy chair that sits beside the fireplace
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Then we shut her down in another town
D A A-E F#m
Shower up and do just what we came to do
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Sing for the people
Count the money and the miles back home to you
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Well each night I take the stage
With a six piece band and a guitar in my hand
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Singin' songs about my life
All the good times and the bad
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Then we say goodbye and we load it up
And head somewhere I've already been
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Then I lay down in that double bed alone
And I thank the Lord again
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Well I just sing for the people
Count the money and the miles back home to you
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