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Sittin’ on the highway
Thinkin’ out nothing
Lookin’ for some silence
Everything is passin’.

Grassharp whispers softly
Right into my ear
Song of winding roads
And the hymn to beer

Tender little flowers
Touchin’ hand of mine –
I’ll be pushed up daisies:
Love will never die.