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Smoky Horizon
I feel as if I've aged 10 years
Work to live, live to die
Round the clock, day in, day out
End of the work hours, get high
Toss me the keys
To your old RV
And I'll chase the Western sky
Work to live, live to die
Round the clock, day in, day out
End of the work hours, get high
Toss me the keys
To your old RV
And I'll chase the Western sky
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