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The country song starts:
The city’s a rush of concrete and glare,
Where the skyline glistens, but it doesn’t care.
With every heartbeat, we’re losing the track,
Let’s find those country roads, no looking back.
Away from the hustle, the frantic race,
We’ll drive just to find that peaceful place.
Forget the city lights that blind our sight,
God gave us these country roads, let’s take flight.
The country song starts:
The city’s a rush of concrete and glare,
Where the skyline glistens, but it doesn’t care.
With every heartbeat, we’re losing the track,
Let’s find those country roads, no looking back.
Away from the hustle, the frantic race,
We’ll drive just to find that peaceful place.
Forget the city lights that blind our sight,
God gave us these country roads, let’s take flight.