Jack Johnson – Big Sur (Guitar)

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        Behind the wheel against the road

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Next to you is central coast

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The central thought within my mind

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Is how to stay within these lines, but still be free

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      Beneath the ground the giants sleep and maybe we're just in their dreams

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The setting sun with every turn

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Above the ground the oak trees burn

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And they weep, for rain

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And for this endless conversation

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Instigated by the stars

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    A pocket knife and no guitar

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Coffee cup a deck of cards

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Corre corre, dashboard feet

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Flashlight children by the stream

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A box of books

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A book of rocks

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One for the birds

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One for the knots

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That I will learn how to tie around this day

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From sliding away

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From this endless conversation

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Instigated by the stars

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A little wood to keep it burning

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Fascinated by it all

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     The first awake will stoke the coals

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The early morning river roads

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The last one in the swing will break

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Stones will stack the kids will make those lines

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   Rocks are boxing by the creek

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Again the lines begin to speak

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Words are broken smoke signals that will lead us into the light

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Into it all and always

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Always endless conversation

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Instigated by the stars

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A little wood to keep it burning

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Fascinated by it all

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And always