I'm never going back to jackson
I couldn't bear to show my face
I nearly killed you with my drinking
wouldn't be caught dead in that place
lonely highway, only friend
you've got me to keep you warm again
lonely highway, don't you cry
let me hold you in my arms tonight
and as I hurtle down the highway
past the factories and the graves
I think of all the years I wasted
I think of all the years I've saved
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