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They were standing by the side of the road

I could tell what was happening at a glance

From the look on her face as he spoke

He was doin' the getaway dance, the getaway dance

I meant to get out of my car

Tell her someday she’ll laugh looking back

But it might slow me down if she put up her guard

And I haven’t got time for that, time for that cause

I’m on my way, though I don’t know where I’m going

As soon as I get there I will call

I’m on my way, but there is no way of knowing

If I can get anywhere at all

Anywhere at all

The telephone rings in my head

Is somebody sending good will?

No it’s trucks in the distance instead

The screechin' of brakes in the hills, of brakes in the hills

The needy, the sick, and the poor

Are waitin' for Jesus and me

They’re forming a line headed right to my door

But Jesus is busy til 3, he’s busy til 3

It’s all up to me, so

The road to hell as we all know

Is paved with good intentions

You can’t arrive unless you go

Did I mention

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