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Gonna make my livin’
Independence
Workin’ with the gypsies
They call it ‘that ribbon of highway’
Gonna buy a house
Make it a home
Another mile
A shot of coffee
Take my sugar
On the phone
“Child of mine
I’m headin’ for the city line
Ooh walk the dog
And light the light
I’ll see you Sunday
’Cause I’m workin’ on
Saturday night”
They make their livin’
Their independence
Dawn through moonlight
On both sides
Of that ribbon of highway
A melting pot
They come from all over
Through down south
Pacific rim
Northern snow
And east through autumn
Are you fine?
My love
Mama’s headin’ for the city line
Ooh run the dog
Darlin’, light the light
I’ll see you Sunday
’Cause I’m workin’ on
Saturday night
See you Sunday ’cause
I’m workin’ on Saturday
Night
Operator
Take this precious dime
Precious time
Mama’s headed for the city
The city, the city line
Ooh in my heart
I will light the light
And see you Sunday
’Cause I’m workin’
On Saturday night
See you Sunday
'Cause I’m singin’
On Saturday
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