Steve Earle – Steves Last Ramble (Guitar)

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I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up this ramblin' round

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Hangin' up my highway shoes

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Lately when I walk they make a hollow sound

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And they carry me away from you

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Every night I lay my body down

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My empty arms just leave me blue

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So I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up this ramblin' 'round

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And find my way back home to you

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I have always been the travelin' kind

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A million miles behind me now

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I kept on followin' that thin white line

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But now I want to turn around

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I only lived to hear that highway sound

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High and lonesome - low and blue

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Now I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up this ramblin' 'round

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And find my way back home to you

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So say goodbye to all my ramblin' pals

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Ol' Highway Dave and Southside Sue

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I don't believe they'll miss me anyhow

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What's one less wayward soul or two

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Down the road they'll pass the jug around

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And they'll sing them lonesome highway blues

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But me I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up this ramblin' 'round

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And find my way back home to you