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The End Is Not In Sight
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
Break
Tastes like sweet magnolia wine, honey dripping from her mouth
Oh that sweet little gal of mine, she's the finest in the south
Now the days are getting longer, nights are getting colder
I just want to go back home and lay my head upon her shoulder
Break
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
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