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I was drivin' home by the river side

Richard Thompson on and the day so fine

Pennsylvania towns sort of slip right by

In a soft line south, under purple skies

I was drivin' home through the Sunday bells

Through the trailer towns, through the rolling hills

From behind some cloud the sun still shines

And the streams run down the mountain sides

Slow down, what’s the hurry

There’s no rush today

There won’t be too many

Days like today

I was driving' home on the black top tar

Up and down this road, like a cartoon car

Mason Dixon line slips behind me now

Golden fields go by, golden sun goes down

Slow down, what’s the hurry

There’s no rush today

There won’t be too many

Days like today

Drivin' home, drivin' home

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