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Spent a lot of time in that basement
Six months to get me along
You were cornered there with Jesus
And I was thinking about a song
That hinted at a breath
For one to catch the fruits of earth
The stones on which you step
Not to determine what you're worth

So I'm gonna go blue belle
I'm gonna go my way
I don't believe in hell
So I'm gonna hit the highway

Yeah, I started thinking Texas
I heard boys are different there
Then I started to get restless
And I would not cut my hair
You with your false prophet
Preaching everything from fear
Honey, I don't want that holy man
Who led you here

So I'm gonna go blue belle
I'm gonna go my way
I don't believe in hell
So I'm gonna hit the highway

Jesus would've let me pick the restaurant
Jesus would've let me pick the restaurant

I know over time you'll start
To see where I fit in
That I, too, had a table
With some room for you to sin
And Freebird's guitar solo
Will come on and make you laugh
True hearts will flush red
But it'll take some time for that

So I'm gonna go blue belle
I'm gonna go my way
I don't believe in hell
So I'm gonna hit the highway

Jesus would've let me pick the restaurant
Jesus would've let me pick the restaurant

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