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It's the Song

Different day, different town

Set it up to tear it down

Oh, I ain't been home in almost fifty daysHouston, Baton Rouge

Poor girl's gotta pay her dues

And this beat up bus is always drivin' awayOh, I love what I do

But I wonder what I do it all for

But when I sing, they sing along

I forget where I am but I know where I belongThe reason why I'm standing here

It's not the miles, it's not the pay

It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes it home

It's the songHer birthday was in Alabama

Father's Day was in Montana

And on Mother's Day, I was nowhere near the phoneEvery hotel bed feels the same

As the last one where I stayed

And it's vending machines and fallin' asleep aloneYeah, I love what I do

But I wonder what I do it all forBut when I sing, they sing along

I forget where I am but I know where I belong

The reason why I'm standing here

It's not the miles, it's not the pay

It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes this home

It's the songDolly and Loretta

Maybe some Patsy Cline

I'm so lonesome, I could cryBut when I sing, they sing along

I forget where I am but I know where I belongThe reason why I'm standing here

It's not the ride, it's not the name

It's not just staying in the gameIt's not the miles, it's not the pay

It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes this home

It's the song, ooh, it's the song

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