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Two For The Road
Out of the blue horizon
Stretched a band of gold
From the straits of Juan De Fuca
To the east of Portland, Maine
You held my hand as we raced along the Buffalo Bayou
Chasing the tail of this globe
You said, babe one day we're bound to
It takes two for the road
We're two of a kind heart closing in the distances
Now here comes our twilight part
We've had the best light of our days
We're two rails that never crossed in anger
Voices never raised, two of a kind heart, two for the road
We have been blessed with dreaming
You had Georgia's New Mexico
And while your hands worked in China
It was from Ireland I wrote
Moving out from America from those Buffalo Bayou trails
Now didn't you tell me, babe
We'll have this globe by its tail
It takes two for the road
We're two of a kind heart closing in the distances
Now here comes our twilight part
We've had the best light of our days
We're two rails that never crossed in anger
Voices never raised two of a kind heart, two for the road
We could be anywhere and never leave home
With your hand to hold, we are two for the road
We're two of a kind heart, two for the road
We're two for the road
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We're two for the road
We're two of a kind heart, two for the road
With your hand to hold, we are two for the road
We could be anywhere and never leave home
Voices never raised two of a kind heart, two for the road
We're two rails that never crossed in anger
We've had the best light of our days
Now here comes our twilight part
We're two of a kind heart closing in the distances
It takes two for the road
We'll have this globe by its tail
Now didn't you tell me, babe
Moving out from America from those Buffalo Bayou trails
It was from Ireland I wrote
And while your hands worked in China
You had Georgia's New Mexico
We have been blessed with dreaming
Voices never raised, two of a kind heart, two for the road
We're two rails that never crossed in anger
We've had the best light of our days
Now here comes our twilight part
We're two of a kind heart closing in the distances
It takes two for the road
You said, babe one day we're bound to
Chasing the tail of this globe
You held my hand as we raced along the Buffalo Bayou
To the east of Portland, Maine
From the straits of Juan De Fuca
Stretched a band of gold
Out of the blue horizon
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