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Driving Through Idaho

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Driving Through Idaho

I can see the road ahead
fourteen miles away
I can see that rain's coming
the blue sky turns gray

the battered windows stuck down
and the wipers are broken
only minutes lie between
the pilgrim and his fate

but minutes last too long
when there's not too many left
so I flipped over the cassette
to once more hear that song





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