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I gave up the fast lane for ablacktop county road.Just burned out on all that talkabout the motherlode.I traded for a songbird anda bigger piece of sky.When I miss the good old daysI can't imagine why. CHORUS:Still I get restlessand drive into townI cruise once down Main Streetand turn back around. It's crazy but God knowsI don't act my agelike an old desperado who paints the town beige.Down along the riverand past the swimming holeyou can find your piece of mind with just a fishin' pole.And you can walk the river for miles and miles on endand never stop believin' inLetras de cancionesthat dream around the bend. CHORUS:Still I get restlessand drive into townmy radio playin'my window rolled down. It's crazy but God knowsI don't act my agelike an old desperado who paints the town beige.Deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl.There's really nothin' much to dountil the first spring thaw.It's then I get to thinkin'I must have gone insane.Memories roll through my mindlike a long slow railroad train.CHORUS:Still I get restlessand drive into townwatch the world through a windshieldas it all comes unwound. It's crazy but God knowsI don't act my agelike an old desperado who paints the town beige From Letras Mania