Grew up in the back woods of a small town -- my home town
Sneak out through the back yard, where the boys would be waiting around
And weíd go creeping and the night was our time
Oh i remember the way that the moon would shine
And all of the mischief done and the lessons learned
The times i kicked on through and the times i was burned
And itís not so far that i canít see
Theyíre still a part of me
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It's the highest high
Itís the paths we fly
Itís an unpaved road, itís a rocky ride
And all i can do is shake my head from side to side
She must have been four years older, i was so young -- just fourteen
I saw her staring at me, it was a look i hadnít ever seen
She said be ever so slow as she came around
Oh i remember the way that she lay me down
And all of the wonder and the mystery
As i glimpsed the man that i would learn to be
And sheís not so far that i canít find
Her with me all the time
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And iím still keeping time
To the things iíve left behind
I fill up the tank as i head west out of town
I turn the radio up to my favorite sound
A guitar strumming with the sound of the wheels on highway 9
And i wonder -- will i remember this day for the rest of time?
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