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Call the folks, leave a note, lock the Doors and windows Pack the truck, here's to luck Here's to how the wind blows Now lose the map and compass Now read the signs obey the lines Follow all your hunches 'Cause now it's just the open road One small heart and a great big soul that's driving Radio singing low just like a true companion L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern Then morning comes and desert sun Rises like redemption Another day to make your way from answer Back to question Out here on the open road One small heart and a great big soul that's driving No set of directions, no shortcuts Just some empty soda cans, Some cigarette butts The key to traveling light is to Not need very much Late tonight you'll see the lights of a Letras de cancionesThousand stars above you And at a roadside stop you'll Call to talk to a voice Back home that swears to love you But at the sound of the tone you'll Hang up the phone And peel out of that joint You might try again God knows when; At least they got the point They lost you to the open road, one small heart And a great big soul That's driving, driving Out here on the open road One small heart and a great big soul that's driving From Letras Mania