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Working up a fever in a one-horse town was a Jockey by the name of Joe
He didn't have a lot of what you might call "luck"
But he had a lot of "get-up-and-go"
why Get up and go, Get up and go, Get up and go back home
Get up and go, Get up and go, Get up and go back home
Tall in the saddle in a one-horse town
Joey knew someday he'd hit the road
He traded with a dealer for a pick up truck and was lookin' for a medium-load
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Cruisin' down the highway, doin' sixty-five,
In the middle of the double-white line.
Foot down on the gas and his head in the clouds.
He didn't see the 'one way' sign.
repeat why
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