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From Jackson Browne to Levon Helm, to all the things I care about It took a while but I found out the truth If nothing gold can ever stay you take the cards you’re dealt today And make them into something you can use The dreams I had when I was younger, some so wild and filled with wonder Some that I have failed to recognize For all these kids and all this noise and all that time spent with the boys I don’t know why it comes as a surprise That I don’t want to die on the road Some place that is not my home I’ve been wrong before but this I know, that I don’t want to die on the road If rock n’ roll can save your soul It’s also gonna take its toll You get the things you give And I gave this a lot Buddy Holly, Stevie Ray, Harry Chapin, Jim Croce but not my name today If it’s something you don’t want to hear, then keep your hands upon your ears Remember though that there will come a time When all you’ve said is all you’ll say, you might as well kill me today If this is all I’m gonna leave behind See I don’t want to die on the road Some place I don’t even know I’ve been wrong before but this I know, that I don’t want to die No I don’t want to die on the road From Letras Mania