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Don't let my baby ride
Oh no don't, don't let my baby ride
If he flags your train, standing in the rain, don't let him ride

I said don't let him
I'm so tired
I Fall asleep when I speak to you
Tonight

Close my mind
In my dreams I am known by you
Alright

We've been dreaming differently
I'm from Missouri too, 
So, naturally, I got my doubts! 
You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, 
A feelin' I ain't gonna know 
You came a long way
I'm from Missouri too, 
So, naturally, I got my doubts!

You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, 
A feelin' I ain't gonna know
You came a long way
I'm from Missouri too, 
So, naturally, I got my doubts! 

You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, 
A feelin' I ain't gonna know
You came a long way
I'm from Missouri too, 
So, naturally, I got my doubts!

You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, 
A feelin' I ain't gonna know
You came a long way
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
Mama
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
Over here by the railroad track

And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the Indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
people say from Chicago 
and St. Louis 
and Peoria by the way 
to the lake of Minnesota where the rippling waters flow no chances to be 
taken
around, right at the Georgia line
And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride

So when you drive
And the years go flying by
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I boarded that Greyhound, 
Rode in into Raliegh on across Caroline

Stopped in
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
right through me

I made up my mind what I'm a gonna do eased in the pawnshop and bought a 22
I watched as the roomclerk gave them a room key
Virginia pines
I've got to make it home somehow
Before I lose my mind

So won't you carry me back to California
I've been on the road too long
Take me
to my house
I've slept in your tree house
My middle name is Earl

A mind, with a heart of its own
A mind, with a heart of its own
Yeah a mind with a heart
up, we rode in trucks

That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on
That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done
In my mind
Virginia pines
I've got to make it home somehow
Before I lose my mind

So won't you carry me back to California
I've been on the road too long
Take me
Back through my mind like smoke

She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke
Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke

I'm sitting by
you've taken what's mine
Now it's cold by my side, it's cold by my side because
In the morning you'll be on your way to Georgia
Stole the love right from
Feeling like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetary with obituaries
Don't be scared,
Feeling like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Don't be scared
your mind
It was a pleasure of my life
And I cherished every time
And my whole world
It begins and ends with you
On that Highway 20 ride
Stoplights turn into skylines
And my mind turns to you
Two hundred miles behind, off to this roadside dive
Wondering how this cup of coffee's
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I Straddled that Greyhound,
and rolled in into Raleigh and all across Carolina

Stopped