I know...the title sounds like your typical, sappy, lovelorn, "Oh, GOD, not another one of those" songs. Trust me, there's some real good ripping riffs going on here.
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I DON’T WANT TO SAY GOODBYE
I’m bound to ride that southbound train
Lookin’ for my place in the sun
If I’m not holdin’ you, there’s nothin’ holding me
From now on, honey babe, I’m on the run
As the sun goes down on another county line
I travel just to ease my troubled mind
With that wind in my face, there’s another hiding place
Thinkin’ ‘bout that girl I left behind
CHORUS:
Well I’m goin’ down south to those Carolina pines
Way out west, California nights
Heading north to those big Montana skies
Woe me, woe you
I don’t really want to say goodbye
Copyright 2003, G.B.Corkhill, C.Thompson / LOCODARE Music
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