o she’s tellin me brake but I’m comin’ on through—

o she’s tellin me brake but I’m comin’ on through—
I have a way with the road—always let on through—
they can bid me to stop,
they can beg me to pray,

but nothing I see, is in my way—

like left and love;
with faith I fly—

th’s nothin’ ‘tween me
‘n the sky up high

do you see a heart burn before I try—
o true, may I be, to you and I—

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