Could you give me just one reason why my life goes on and on?
All my lovers and companions, from my side have long been gone.
My family, my friends, my dreams, have all gone up in smoke-
My youthís as gone as all my schemes, Iím old as well as broke.
But thereís always on more road to drive, and one more town to see.
And one more friend to make and leave, I guess thatís being free.
ďFreedomís nothiní left to loseĒ, Or so Iíve heard it said-
I guess Iíll go on living free, until they find me dead.
Frredomís drinking coffee, at some truck stop by the road-
And the sweet smell of a meadow, shortly after itís been mowed.
Itís watching stars up in the sky, out on the Great Divide-
A friend to care, a girl to love; and one more bronc to ride.
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