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Ive been traveling all these years Just barely getting by. The road can be your friend Or the devil in disguise. When the tough get going The muses visit me. Yet in soft low tones They always say to me Say to me "It aint no groove thing It aint no country twang Its a simple refrain; Its a soul thang." [2x] Where the city street meets the county road Where the sun is nice and warm No matter how long I may roam This song still takes us home Takes us home. Now well tell you about these times When the blues come out to play And jazz leaves her number... Its funny she always says: "It aint no groove thing It aint no country twang Its a simple refrain; Its a soul thang." [2x] Now Ill tell you about these times When the blues come out to play
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