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Travis, my man
Your music takes this lady's hand
Twirls me around with your guitar
That voice takes me so far

Away from the pain of Earth
To a brand new shiney birth
Where an angel in tight Levi jeans
Really just a man, who for heaven sings

With feeling, passion, home
To the country where the buffalo roam
Where there's waves of golden grain
And just a song can kill the pain.

3/9/2001 1737 cj

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