I got no money in my pockets
I got a hole in my jeans
I had a job and I lost it
But it won't get to me
'Cause I'm ridin' with my baby
And it's a brand new day
We're on the wheels of an angel
Flyin' away
Chorus:
And the sun is shinin'
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This road keeps windin'
Through the prettiest country
From Georgia to Tennessee
And I got the one I love beside me
My troubles behind me
I'm alive and I'm free
Who wouldn't wanna be me
Now she's strummin' on my six-string
Across her pretty knees
She's stompin' out a rhythm
And singin' to me the sweetest song
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(Repeat Chorus Twice)
I got no money in my pockets
I got a hole in my jeans
We're on the wheels of an angel
And I'm free
She's strummin' on my six string
It's across her pretty knees
She's stompin' out a rhythm
And she's singin' to me
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