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Mississippi Southbound

Memphis in my wake, the miles stretch out ahead; I hit the cruise control, the pace has now been set Pavement flows beneath me, the longest race is on; Endless hours in isolation before this state is gone Playing tag with truckers, weaving in and out; A quick pit stop at Stuckey’s, to stretch before I shout I watch the sun go down, and all the cars light up; There's music on the stereo, my floorboard's filled with cups The ashtray's overflowing as I race across the state line; My glee is so apparent, Louisiana now is mine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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