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Music/Country Road Music
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Music/Country Road Music

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Do believe I'm gonna clap my hands,
I think I might tap my feet,
put together a oneman band,

take it walkin' on down the street.
Have a oneman parade,
nobody needs to know,

'cause I'm right good at holdin' on to secrets
and I don't believe they show.
All I want is a little dog

to be walkin' at my right hand,
takin' the breeze just as free as you please,
maybe checkin' out occa'ional garbage can.

Talkin' 'bout a oneman dog, y'all,
nobody's friend but mine.
Hey now, you can say

that he's lookin' kind of funky,
but I do believe he suits me just fine.
We were off the road again,

I was wonderin' what to do.
Ah, but Hanalei, it was pourin' down rain,
baby she had the low down blues.

Hey now, I was lookin' for my walkin' cane
tyin' on my highway shoes.
Thinkin' 'bout a oneman parade, y'all,

nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody.
I'm right good at holdin' on,
holdin' on, holdin' on.

Hanalei, it's rainin',
Hanalei, sure 'nough,
listen here, now,

it's been rainin' buckets,
the road is covered with muddy water.
Talkin' 'bout a oneman parade, y'all,

nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody.
I'm right good at holdin' on,
holdin' on, ah, holdin' on.

La la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la,
la la la la,

la la la, la la la,
la la la, la la la,
la la la, la la la,

la la la, la la la,
la la la,
la la la.

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