Highway 29

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I slipped on her shoe, she was a 
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perfect size seven
I said "There's no smokin' in the 
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store ma'am."
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She crossed her legs and then
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We made some small talk that's 
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where it should have stopped
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She slipped me her number, I put 
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it in my pocket
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My hand slipped up her skirt, 
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everything slipped my mind
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In that little roadhouse... On 
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Highway 29

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It was a small town bank it was a 
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mess
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Well I had a gun you know the rest
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Money on the floorboards, shirt was 
covered in blood
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And she was cryin', her and me we 
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headed south... On Highway 29

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In a little desert motel the air 
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was hot and clean
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I slept the sleep of the dead, I 
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didn't dream
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I woke in the morning, washed my 
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face in the sink
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We headed into the Sierra Madres 
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'cross the border line

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The winter sun shot through the 
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black trees
I told myself it was all something 
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in her
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But as we drove I knew it was 
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something in me
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Something that'd been comin' for a 
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long long time
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And something that was here with me
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 now... On Highway 29


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The road was filled with broken 
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glass and gasoline
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She wasn't sayin' nothin', it was 
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just a dream
The wind come silent through the 
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windshield
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All I could see was snow, sky and 
pines
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I closed my eyes and I was runnin'
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I was runnin' then I was flyin'


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