JJ '81 Transporter "In the end she will surely know I wasn't born to follow." Nor was I born to lead... but wander bout aimlessly... In my Iron Steed... To see the country flowing by.. Camp fires and new friends I wont grow old gracefully It`s tie dyes to the end... I hear the drums calling me the syncopated beat The center line is flashing up from the asphalt heat... |
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