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Different day, different town
Set it up to tear it down
Oh I ain t been home in almost fifty days
Houston Baton Rouge
Poor girl s gotta pay her dues
And the speeder bus is always driving away
Oh I love what I do
But I wonder what I do it all for
But when I sing, they sing along
I forget where I am
But I know where I belong
The reason why I m standing here
It s not the miles
It s not the pay
It s not the show
It s not the fame that makes this home
It s the song
Her birthday was in Alabama
Father s day was in Montana
And on Mother s day I was nowhere near the phone
Every hotel bed feels the same
As the last one where I stayed
And it s bending in my sheet
And falling asleep alone
Oh I love what I do
But I wonder what I do it all for
When I sing, they sing along
I forget where I am
But I know where I belong
The reason why I m standing here
It s not the miles
It s not the pay
It s not the show
It s not the fame that makes this home
It s the song
Dolly and Loretta
Maybe some Patsy Cline
I m so lonesome I could cry
But when I sing, they sing along
I forget where I am
But I know where I belong
The reason why I m standing here
It s not the ride
It s not the name
It s not just staying in the game
It s not the miles
It s not the pay
It s not the show
It s not the fame that makes this home
It s the song
It s the song
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