Hitchiker

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If you're riding down the road and 
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you come across an old man
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holding out his thumb in the wind.
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Clothes are old and dirty, that 
doesn't matter,
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it's his eyes that tell you where 
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he's been.
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If you're not afraid to take your 
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chances on a stranger,
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he might have some company to lend.
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Pull off to the side, let the old 
man have a ride.
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He'll tell you all the crazy things
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 he's seen.

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I'm an old hitchhiker, highway is
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 the only home I know.
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Where you headed, I don't mind. I 
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ain't been there in some time,
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but it's just exactly where I wanna
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 go.

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I can tell you how I started in the
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 circus as a barker
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calling people in from far and wide.
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They never did regret the dollar 
that it cost them,
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we always left 'em feeling good 
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inside.
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We were headed for Montana when we 
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hired us a dancer,
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her beauty it was more than I can 
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say.
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Then one summer night she set my 
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soul on fire,
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Lord, I wish that she was here with
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 me today.

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I'm an old hitchhiker, wonder 
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what's awaiting round the bend.
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I don't know what I might see, I 
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don't need no guarantee,
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just a ride from here to there and 
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back again.

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I was only seventeen when I took the
 open highway,
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took it for my teacher and a friend.
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I've been thirty years of thumbing,
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 some might call it bumming,
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it's better than just crying in the
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 wind.
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If you're driving down the road and
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 you come across an old man,
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holding out his thumb in the rain.
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You can pull off to the side, let 
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the poor boy have a ride,
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he can tell you all the crazy 
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things he's seen.

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I'm an old hitchhiker, looking to
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 the far side of the hill.
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Some people say I'll settle down, 
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build a home in some small town.
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But in my heart I know I never will,
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I'm an old hitchhiker.