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Carry On
Pat Green
Baby's just a little bit tired of the city
Billboards and bullsA little back roads drivin'
Seems like you need a little hill country
A little bit of the old top down
Everybody gotta get away sometime
Seems to me that all you need
Forget about yourself for awhile
Okay, all right
Is a rag top car and a ride with me
Just might get a little high tonight
Okay, all right, carry on
Old Walt Wilkins lives up in Nashville
You know his eyes have seen the miles
Come down to Texas and drink with me awhile
Walt, why don't you jump in Jim T.'s Caddie
Forget about yourself for awhile
Everybody gotta get away sometime
We'll go down to El Arroyo
Have some tacos and beer, yeah, let ourselves go
Okay, all right
I'm okay, I'm all right, carry on
Just might try to get a ride tonight
Life will make sure that you got your troubles
There ain't nobody that don't get tired
Sometimes you got to grab your world with your own two hands
Watching troubles pile up big in your own backyard
Life will make sure that you work too hard
Set it spinning off on a course all your own
Find yourself some good times and bring 'em on back home
Take yourself a big bag for your shoulder
Everybody gotta get away sometime
If you lay your whole life upon a shelf
Forget about yourself for awhile
Got no one to blame but your own damn self
Okay, all right
Heaven only knows what's going to happen tonight
I'm okay, I'm all right, I'm okay, I'm all right
I'm okay, I'm all right, I'm okay, I'm all right, carry on
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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