I had a dream about leaving
I had a dream of the past
I had a taste of the good life
I knew that it’d never last
I had a view of the ocean
I had a hold of the West
Had to let go of the notion
Of holding on, holding on
Come come come come come come
Come come come come come come
I saw the scenery repeating
There by the side of the road
I had a dream of Nebraska
I only know you in song
There in Louisiana twilight
There by the light of the moon
There through the stretch of the bayou
You hum along, you hum along
Come come come come come come
Come come come come come come
No more history
No more ties
No more history
We’re off the grid, we’re off the grid, we’re off the grid
We’re off the grid, we’re off the grid, we’re off the grid
Come come come come come come
Come

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